By Chance or Appointment - 17. Equinox

14 minutes ago, weinerdog said:

The only thing I know for sure is the equinox is twice a year and  summer is the focus here. So my best interpretation is this is the person's hope with a possible future mate even if I got it wrong it is very beautifully put

You’re very kind in your comments. I’m indeed focused on making next summer more memorable than what was missed in this poem. Thanks again. 

Reminds me of everything I have to look forward to next Summer. Thanks for writing 

1 hour ago, chris191070 said:

Reminds me of everything I have to look forward to next Summer. Thanks for writing 

Thank you for reading! I’m already anticipating next summer too. 

26 minutes ago, Mikiesboy said:

This is absolutely beautiful.

Your unstructured poetry always touches me deeply.  Here you have written love.

Thank you for sharing it here with us.  xo

I’m so glad you liked this, and that it touched you. It was written from the eye of my heart, which longs for just a few more summer days. Thank you for reading and your very kind words. 

I love all of your word-pictures, but this one I like best:

"we’ll interrupt the waves

in their conversation at our feet,

and wheel in flying hearts

with the gulls over the water;"

52 minutes ago, Backwoods Boy said:

I love all of your word-pictures, but this one I like best:

"we’ll interrupt the waves

in their conversation at our feet,

and wheel in flying hearts

with the gulls over the water;"

That particular description was one of the first in the original sketch of this poem. How wonderful it caught your ear as quickly as it did mine. Thank you for reading, for your thoughts. 

When I lived up north, Fall was always a time of more than melancholy for me...I actually went into depression until spring and summer came.  From my own reading into the so wonderfully crafted poem you've shared is a feeling of regret that one didn't accomplish any of these things this past summer and a hope that next summer might bring such hope in one's life.  I sense a feeling of loneliness.  It reminds me of e.e. cummings' poem "l)a".  I absolutely love reading and reflecting on your poems, but this one has especially touched me.

Lovely as always. There's a clear sense of regret - a regret many have that there's never quite enough time to accomplish what we wish to do. But there's still hope. The year will turn and next summer will be with us sooner than you think. 

13 minutes ago, northie said:

Lovely as always. There's a clear sense of regret - a regret many have that there's never quite enough time to accomplish what we wish to do. But there's still hope. The year will turn and next summer will be with us sooner than you think. 

There are never enough summer days for what one might want to do with them It will be 270 days until it’s officially summer next year, perhaps 240 if I use an unofficial June 1st date. My countdown has already started. Thanks so very much for reading and responding to this. 

2 hours ago, pvtguy said:

When I lived up north, Fall was always a time of more than melancholy for me...I actually went into depression until spring and summer came.  From my own reading into the so wonderfully crafted poem you've shared is a feeling of regret that one didn't accomplish any of these things this past summer and a hope that next summer might bring such hope in one's life.  I sense a feeling of loneliness.  It reminds me of e.e. cummings' poem "l)a".  I absolutely love reading and reflecting on your poems, but this one has especially touched me.

I’m so glad this touched you, but I hope this poem brought you no sadness. You can tell that it’s sad for me to watch summer fade with much still left undone and unsaid. It’s good that also came through. I thank you for reading and for commenting on this! 

6 hours ago, Parker Owens said:

I’m so glad this touched you, but I hope this poem brought you no sadness. You can tell that it’s sad for me to watch summer fade with much still left undone and unsaid. It’s good that also came through. I thank you for reading and for commenting on this! 

Thank you, but not to worry:  no sadness brought by this poem, but just a wonderful reminder of what joy I have now.  I always have more projects to do than I will ever have time for, but it's what keeps me moving forward.

A beautiful poem of longing and hope, my friend

47 minutes ago, AC Benus said:

A beautiful poem of longing and hope, my friend

You’re very kind. You can tell I’m already yearning for summer again.