in the nook of the night
where the owls play at lullaby
and the calla lilies tingle
in the mists of dark,
hold me to your heartbeat.
let the nakedness of my soul
climb into yours and rest in
your pulse- a flickering candle
in the moonless sky.
where windchimes once sang
there are only our voices;
where grasses once murmured
there is only our silence.
Author notes
I am my love’s
and my love is mine,
who browses among the lilies.
(Song of Solomon 6:3)
for him
A contest entry
- among the lilies by gislanni.
400 points, ended August 23, 6 entries
Gold trophy winner
• next poem in this contest, remove from contest
Comments
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this is absolutely stunning. "him" is a very lucky guy... this is just... shockingly tender and heartfelt. bookmarked for sure.
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solomon's song nice choice for inspiration. those ancient expressions can easily take you there. as usual you say what needs to be said most concise. i see no errors here. beautiful write
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your description and chose words is eloquent. the piece made a musical of our surroundings; giving voice to those who have none. him will be happy.
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this is astounding. so gorgeous, and given my state i really feel this poem. 'love is composed of a single soul inhabiting two bodies' -aristotle
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Great !
I can't give you any constructive criticism because everyone has their way of doing things, and beauty is in the eye of the beholder. Who knows in whose niche the marble will stop rolling on the roulette wheel of life. life is odd to day to say the least of it. You hear people say "I wonder what so and so saw in him", etc.etc. I think it must be how a person honestly thinks and feels about other people, and I would say you like people and would really like to help them. So expect great things California girl. You have to be able to handle success when you get it, and not worry about what kind of influence you have had on others, etc., but in your case you could never have a bad influence on anyone who is honest and forthright.
Alot of people exploit other people bytelling them what they want to hear because they want something from them. They are very good at it too, so beware. I am a cynic, of course, because I doubt the sincerity of peoples' intentions and motives, but in time most of us wind up cynics and a little healthy cynicism never hurts anyone. ---------------A joke: A preacher moved to a new town and was walking around when he ask a young boy. "can you tell me the way to the post-office?" to which the boy said, "Two blocks down and a block to the right" The preacher said "Thank you, and now you come to church one of these Sundays and I'll tell you how to find your way to heaven." The boy said to him, " You can't even find your way to the post-office." -
i may bring adventure, but you bring the quiet eternity of a single moment to life and let your reader live there in the forever of their mind, and thats a gift not often given, if ever.
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Spectacular write. I love the power of the second leading into the lowness of the last stanzas. Great job!
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lovely write
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last stanza... wow. so quiet. love it.
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Very lonely feeling to this. Exquisite write!
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This is rather pretty.
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A very beautifully written poem. There were so many layers of love and devotion that colored this write. I can also see by your author's notes that it is not just that but there is a deep affection, a deep love that colors this very gently. And what devotes me to this write I think, is the simplicity, the metaphors/similes that color it Very gorgeous. Very beautiful.
Thank you for your entry. I like this very much. -
calming words
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Cool!
This is my new picture. It sure is a dinky thing isn't it? The Inlander newspaper took it while I was playing my guitar and harmonica at the Irish Parade year before last. You may need a magnifying glass to really see how ridiculous I look!
What is a quickie? ha ha. You make me wish I was 17 again sweetie.
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Haha, I like it! A quickie is where the judge posts a prompt and gives a certain amount of time to write once people have reserved a spot- my poem is done now if you want to read it
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