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Poems and Short Quips - 5. He Floats

An ode to lost loves... and lost lives.

He floats, in and out,

Like wings, like dreams

Brushing past my skin in vernal touches

And savory whispers

Swirling in speculation like a leaf caught up in the wind

Or a bird circling through the clouds

 

A presence both corporeal and elusive

 

As always, he is tightly bound in an illusion I cannot reach

In an existence I cannot share

Yet still I cling to the aspiration that one day he will return

To brush past my skin in vernal touches

And savory whispers.

 

For that, I will patiently wait a lifetime

An ode to lost loves... and lost lives.

Copyright © 2017 MacGreg; All Rights Reserved.
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I really like the imagery in this poem. I can feel the ache in it. I liked how you brought it full circle with the same phrasing at the beginning and end. The waiting really sucks, doesn't it? :hug:

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This hit really close to home, Mac. I would expect many can relate to this. I loved the idea of 'vernal touches' and like Val, I loved the repetition of the two lines in the conclusion. Terrific emphasis. I also liked how nature runs throughout... spring, leaves, wind, clouds, birds... it's a grounding that speaks to me... we still live in this world as we wait, and nature... the seasons... helps ease us through the months or years or lifetime, and the cycles help us make sense of our agonies... wonderful poem, my friend... cheers... Gary....

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This is a beautiful breath of a poem, as patient as respiration, as urgent as a gasp. The word vernal is exactly right, and in that word blooms a whole host of images waiting for our attention and consideration. Wonderfully done.

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Lovely, filled with longing, desire and want. It's sad .. but beautifully written.. I hope you didn't have to wait too long ...
xo

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As I sit here, listening to the cold, cold rain smack the window glass, wondering if this winter will ever end for me, I feel the longing for those springlike caresses.

 

Beautiful poem

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Vernal touches and savory whispers... love it. I almost get a sense of the spiritual in this poem, like a lost love who's now a spirit maybe? Definitely a theme of longing. Great poem.

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On 02/22/2017 03:58 AM, Valkyrie said:

I really like the imagery in this poem. I can feel the ache in it. I liked how you brought it full circle with the same phrasing at the beginning and end. The waiting really sucks, doesn't it? :hug:

Thank you, Val. xo

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On 02/22/2017 04:15 AM, Headstall said:

This hit really close to home, Mac. I would expect many can relate to this. I loved the idea of 'vernal touches' and like Val, I loved the repetition of the two lines in the conclusion. Terrific emphasis. I also liked how nature runs throughout... spring, leaves, wind, clouds, birds... it's a grounding that speaks to me... we still live in this world as we wait, and nature... the seasons... helps ease us through the months or years or lifetime, and the cycles help us make sense of our agonies... wonderful poem, my friend... cheers... Gary....

Thank you, Gary. I appreciate your thoughts on it.

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On 02/22/2017 09:25 AM, Parker Owens said:

This is a beautiful breath of a poem, as patient as respiration, as urgent as a gasp. The word vernal is exactly right, and in that word blooms a whole host of images waiting for our attention and consideration. Wonderfully done.

Parker, thank you for the kind words on this. It's a very personal poem, and I'm glad that it touches others, as well. Patient and urgent... great descriptions, thank you.

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On 02/22/2017 10:32 AM, Mikiesboy said:

Lovely, filled with longing, desire and want. It's sad .. but beautifully written.. I hope you didn't have to wait too long ...

xo

Thank you, tim. Unfortunately, I will have to wait a long, long time. But still, there are visits, floating in and out. I appreciate your comments.

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On 02/22/2017 12:31 PM, AC Benus said:

As I sit here, listening to the cold, cold rain smack the window glass, wondering if this winter will ever end for me, I feel the longing for those springlike caresses.

 

Beautiful poem

AC, thanks for sharing your comments on the poem. I could feel/hear the cold rain smacking as you described it.

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On 02/23/2017 03:36 AM, LarryT said:

Vernal touches and savory whispers... love it. I almost get a sense of the spiritual in this poem, like a lost love who's now a spirit maybe? Definitely a theme of longing. Great poem.

Thanks for sharing your insights, Larry. You grasp the feelings of the poem well.

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