(well anyway, one-liners trying to be haiku)
rain falls on your long absence I don't forget
heat-wave my ardour increases
that café we used to like closes – cloudy day
the sun in the photo shines on your face – forever
you offer your heart – the taste of chocolate
remembering our first time you brought roses
Written for NaHaiWriMo 2017
Linking to Tuesday Platform 21 Feb 2017 at 'imaginary garden with real toads'
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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Ahh, those sweet memories...
ReplyDeletethe sun in the photo shines on your face – forever... oh that's beautifully written.
ReplyDeleteMemories are bittersweet.. like dark chocolates
ReplyDeleteThe structure of your poem enhances the memories asd they return and fade. I love the use of the senses, especially in '...the taste of chocolate /
ReplyDeleteremembering our first time you brought roses'.
It was written as a series of separate one-liners, but I'm glad you feel it works as a sequence, as I hope to turn it into one later.
DeleteOh the third! Dammit when that happens... the cafes should never close. We had a place close this week :(
ReplyDeleteGot a chill and could easily see the sun light shining on his photo.
ReplyDeleteSweet!!!
ReplyDeletemuch love...
Sooo tender and romantic!!❤️
ReplyDeletePS: Love your new blog layout!
Thanks Sanaa. The previous layout was 10 years old – high time for a change! I loved this recent rose photo, and remembered that red roses are for passion. (Smile.)
Delete"Rain falls on your long absence", begins and completes this for me.
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