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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6 June 2016

Somewhere, Some Day

‘Just hold me,’
I wanted to say –
as though we loved.

Then, when I fell
over that damn rock,
you lifted me
into a hug.
I rested there.

You told me about
the red-winged hawk
you’d seen at dawn.

A time for us? A place?
Just then. Just there.

The feeling of home.
The parting.

For this month's Flash 55 PLUS! at 'imaginary garden with real toads', we are asked for a piece in 55 words, and may include a reference to a line from a tear-jerker song. 'Somewhere' from West Side Story does it for me.


  1. I love the mention of such a powerful bird in this powerful moment. Beautiful poem, Rosemary.

  2. love west side story. parting from the feeling of home...sigh

  3. First - I too love that song--but this works in the longing and disconnect so well--I love the almost randomness of the connection--but not--really well done, Rosemary. k.

    1. Whew! Thank you. I was a bit worried it might be too mawkish.

  4. A fleeting moment. The feeling of home and reassurance but yet parting takes place. That is life of the innocence growing up!


  5. The feeling of home sums it up for me. That's a bit wrenching. Wonderful work

  6. Such longing, especially in the feeling "of home" right before the "parting".

  7. A moment to pretend, to feel that something different might be... Love the detail about the hawk.

  8. Oh but it ends with a parting. Just like for Tony and Maria.

  9. A wonderful choice of song and you captured the moment so perfectly.

  10. Sigh. So sad, so sweet. Love the red tailed hawk.

  11. I love the music of West Side Story. I like the inclusion of the hawk here. It speaks of free flying things not limited to anything other than their desire to fly.