Cozy Contemplations - 36. Chapter 36 The Living Wind

Oh Gary. I have a confession to make to you….I very, very rarely read poetry, but….this I did, and, of course, I cried. I cried for you, and for me. It really, really touched my heart. Thank you.

love, Coral

God Gary I have to say one of your best poets. I could taste the words and they were sweet to me! Touched with a bit of sadness so perfectly portray! Thanks so much for sharing this wonder

💗Swoon💗

💝

 

Gary, beautiful. When did he pass?

This is beautiful, Gary. I loved how you turned to each attribute of the wind and communed with your lover through every one. He was a lucky man to have loved you. 

4 hours ago, Coastguard said:

Oh Gary. I have a confession to make to you….I very, very rarely read poetry, but….this I did, and, of course, I cried. I cried for you, and for me. It really, really touched my heart. Thank you.

love, Coral

 

Thanks, Coral. I'm touched that it touched your heart. Tears can be a good thing, and I hope at least some of yours were.   

4 hours ago, Albert1434 said:

God Gary I have to say one of your best poets. I could taste the words and they were sweet to me! Touched with a bit of sadness so perfectly portray! Thanks so much for sharing this wonder

Thanks, Albert. It is sad, but there also joy in remembering... and imagining him close again. Your words are very kind, my friend.  

4 hours ago, FanLit said:

💗Swoon💗

💝

 

Thank you, my friend.  

53 minutes ago, re2 said:

Gary, beautiful. When did he pass?

Thanks, re. He didn't pass... he moved very far away, and I chose to stay.  

46 minutes ago, Parker Owens said:

This is beautiful, Gary. I loved how you turned to each attribute of the wind and communed with your lover through every one. He was a lucky man to have loved you. 

Thanks, Parker. We were both fortunate to have the time together we did. It was real in the way love is meant to be.  

14 minutes ago, Headstall said:

Thanks, re. He didn't pass... he moved very far away, and I chose to stay.  

Perhaps a more difficult passing of sorts. Your expression of loss is sadly beautiful. 

4 hours ago, re2 said:

Perhaps a more difficult passing of sorts. Your expression of loss is sadly beautiful. 

I agree... in many ways it was... we have to live with our choices. Still, the memories of those years are priceless to me. Thanks, re.  

2 hours ago, Valkyrie said:

I could relate to this and the sense of loss.  I like how you portrayed the wind as a living entity.   

Thanks so much, Val. Loss is an unfortunate part of life, but I would never wish what was, away. It feels good to be writing at least some poetry again. It is an irreplaceable outlet for me.  

The imagery and the evocative nature of this poem was pure magic.  It said all that could be said about remembering and reliving those feelings of love for someone  no longer there for whatever reason...  Just Beautiful.

11 hours ago, centexhairysub said:

The imagery and the evocative nature of this poem was pure magic.  It said all that could be said about remembering and reliving those feelings of love for someone  no longer there for whatever reason...  Just Beautiful.

Thank you so much, centex. Words are beautiful things, and for me, poetry is about reaching out into the ether and hoping someone is listening and connecting to my offering... it's so nice to get a response such as this. I also find writing poetry therapeutic... a way to assuage the aches some memories stir. I appreciate your kind words, my friend...  

Okay, the others have said how much this touched their hearts, and I can't add to that with my meager musings, so I'll only say this: No other poem I've read in my studies of English and American literature during college ever evoked so much emotion in me as this did.  Sure, they'd create imagery that was beautiful and grand, but on an emotional level--not to the extent your words raised in me.

Perhaps in my youth I was less sensitive?  I can't say, so I'll just leave it as it stands: impeccable, my dear Gary.

4 hours ago, ColumbusGuy said:

Okay, the others have said how much this touched their hearts, and I can't add to that with my meager musings, so I'll only say this: No other poem I've read in my studies of English and American literature during college ever evoked so much emotion in me as this did.  Sure, they'd create imagery that was beautiful and grand, but on an emotional level--not to the extent your words raised in me.

Perhaps in my youth I was less sensitive?  I can't say, so I'll just leave it as it stands: impeccable, my dear Gary.

 

Wow. Thank you, CG. This means so much for a number of different reasons. I stopped writing poetry for quite a while--hard to explain why, but I really didn't want to--so this is only my second poem since the desire again stirred. I always write what I feel, and at my age, memories are the instigators. Cheers, my dear friend.