Creative joy sires golden children
Golden moments
You are the apex of women
Horses in the wild wind gallop
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Do I detect regrets? ? ? Pleased you've been given a second chance.
'Repent for my insensitivity' And so should we all, repent!
a clever poem saying thanks for being given a second chance, in life's trance?
With Golden Moments. Thanks for sharing this poem with us.
I think I kind of have a feel for what this poem is trying to convey, but I am so irretrievably lost by a few of the lines that ultimately I'm left shaking my head in frustration. Serenades of crystal bonds? ? ? I have no idea what to do with this. Is bonds a verb or a noun here? Either way, I guess the idea is something about glittering, precious, hard-but-brittle beauty praised in some unclear relation(ship) . We are the tides of summer? ? ? Both ebb and flood? Honestly, I'm not sure what the emotive take-away is supposed to be here, except by extrapolating from the next line. Some kind of intermingling give and take, I suppose. And in the next stanza, who needs to do the repenting? The author or someone addressed by the author? The brave armies of the next line? Where did they come from, anyway? The distant lands of metaphor? I never heard them coming, an army of stealth no doubt. Are the armies the entity breaching the wall, or not? I hope not, because two lines later you are in the breach, the gap, in the wall. Or is that some other gap? I'll tell you what, how about if the author is given another chance at a rewrite? This is too much of a mess inside the author's head and not enough of it got out cleanly on the page for me to be much moved by it.
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