I ... entered the poem of life, whose purpose is ... simply to witness the beauties of the world, to discover the many forms that love can take. (Barabara Blackman in 'Glass After Glass')

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13 June 2016

Let Us Walk Together in the Moonlight

And if I do
walk with you
in moonlight

whisperer
from the past,
dearest ghost 

can you prevent
my sad intent
to go on

walking the white
path of light
up to heaven

there to remain,
no more alone
but with you?

Perhaps it's best
that for now I rest
here, my dear.

Written for Prompt Nights [18]

10 comments:

  1. Sigh.. this is so beautifully poignant Rosemary and gives us so much to think and ponder about life and death. Thank you so much for participating at Prompt Nights and for your constant love and support.

    Lots of love,
    Sanaa

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  2. Yes..please rest here a while..that moonlit walk always waits for when the time is truly right

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  3. Oh, this is so sweet and tender. But yes, rest with us a while, for we need you.

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  4. It seems the protagonist has taken on the wraith-like qualities of their beloved, with head in one world and heart in another.

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  5. I love the short meaningful lines throughout this piece as not a word is wasted to convey the thoughts of a widow talking to her dead lover.

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  6. There is a gentleness mixed with longing in this piece. The speaker is a sound soul, with a heart that's the size of the moon.

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  7. Oh the urge to follow those we love who have gone before us. This is really lovely, though sad and lonely as well,,,

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  8. So delicately beautiful... :-) I love the subtle poignant feeling in the words....

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