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Tuesday, June 10, 2008

~Where Have You Gone To My Lovely~

Enduring love, originally uploaded by IrenaS.



Where have you gone to my lovely
So far and away from the world?
Is it not so
Your beauty and youth
Were just beginning to gently unfurl

The trees that surround you
Tell the story so well
Shed of their leaves from sorrow so vast
Stand naked and dark against a fading sky of golden glass

Space… oh so still and serene
A park of unbroken love and broken dreams
Affirmed by the monuments that
Stand silent and so strikingly seen

I quietly walk past the stones
That rise from the depths of the earth
And look for the one that
Lies on the bed made of marble and stone
With a heart in the folds of her dress

I stand here above you
In this forest that travels to no infinity's end
And place my cold kiss upon your head


Always have loved you
From the dawn of your birth
To the dusk of your death
Now even more
In this everlasting still life that’s been tenderly cast


~Annabelle~


I wrote this poem some time ago and only recently thought of it when by chance I passed by an old cemetery today and it reminded of the poem.I have been meaning to take some photos of my own of graveyards and crosses along highway roads and maybe write another poem or two. I find these places are very tranquil and beautiful...so much to tell if you sit quietly and listen. I thought of submitting this poem to a poetry contest but never did.Wouldn't mind some feed back. I do have to take some time in the very near future and compile all the poetry I have written on this blog,edit and see if it is good enough to get on print.

3 comments:

Jeanne said...

I love all that you share.
You are so talented.
Love Jeanne

Tracy M. said...

It's a beautiful poem.
Lovely Blog too.
Tracy M.

Annabelle said...

Jeanne and Tracy,thanks.Glad you both like the blog.

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The Twilight Hours like birds flew by,
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That leaped upon the air,
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