Sunday, 13 November 2011

breathe




I have waited for what seems
like a lifetime of time and space
for this moment
we have loved and lost
been lost and found 
beholden,betrayed
idolized and scorned.
we have
fallen in love
and fallen out so often 
and not  just with each another

and yet I always knew
that one day
you would return
so here we are
with the mist just rising
as the dawn breaks
with the debris of last night
laid waste
come let me skim the dew from your brow
and gather the perfume of lost time
in my cupped hands
may i breathe the future into us
and hope 
that i am yours.





Magpie tales with prompt photo from tess.

14 comments:

  1. This wonderful, thanks! I found my self rereading these lines;
    "come let me skim the dew from your brow
    and gather the perfume of lost time"

    Amazing!

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  2. I like the image of gathering the perfume of lost time in cupped hands.

    Nice.

    =)

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  3. Lovely. A positive response to the photo. Good for you. Well done, well said.

    Kay, Alberta, Canada
    An Unfittie’s Guide to Adventurous Travel

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  4. A poem, full of hope. Very nice.

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  5. Beautiful! Like asking, praying for redemption.

    Rick

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  6. This is so passionate and tender. I really like this.

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  7. with all the furniture in the yard...that must have been some night...smiles...love the cupping there at the end and breathing a futre into us...nice write...

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  8. thank you all for your beautiful comments...i so love it when you speak to me...xxx

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  9. Beautiful poem, I enjoyed it very much.

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  10. Beautifully written. I especially like "let me skim the dew from your brow/and gather the perfume of lost time/in my cupped hands"
    Thank you.

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  11. beautiful poem,

    the first stanza truly speaks to me.

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