I've been feeling it for a little while now and today I'm certain. It's odd for I haven't any proof only a nagging feeing that I've embraced it as truth.
Frank Dicksee's The Mirror
It was good to see you
I loved seeing you there out of the blue in a place that wasn’t ours
With your voice inducing shivers
As match in the dark your presence instantly felt
Lighting my path and making light my path
I love the way you inhabit space and because of it I’ve granted you thought
Allowing you to occupy useful hours with desire and fancy
My love my care,
Simone
Big sigh of admiration...
ReplyDelete"It was so good to hear your voice and know that the angels kept you through the long night…"
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xxoo
This is my first visit to your blog site, Simone. You are Simone aren't you? I loved your poem. We actually live quite close to the village of Ellesmere in Shropshire UK. Must get round to reading all those short stories at the side of your blog, as time will allow. Thank you Molly
ReplyDeleteI've been feeling the change in the air, too. I wonder what it could be.
ReplyDeleteBeautiful imagery as always, Simone. The match in the dark, a lightened path, and induced shivers.
ReplyDeletePowerful words, too.
I especially enjoyed the last sentence, "Allowing you to occupy useful hours with desire and fancy," which leaves the reader thinking and imagining.
Great post and write on!