No Sentiment
I could all but wonder what you captured in your gaze,
What shadows spilled in tortured moments
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Dear Sarah, This poem seems to go really deep. While reading it, it made me think about my late father who was suffering from Alzheimer. His restlessness gave way after a few years for serenity. No sentiment, simple smiles. I could read his life in his eyes. This is what the poem stirred up in my soul, even though the poem may be about someone completely different. I read the poem a few times and each time i discovered different depths. Excellent poetry!
I believe that as we write a myriad of poems and lay our cards upon the table, the queen of hearts, the joker, the diamonds and clubs we sometimes hold a perfect hand laid out for all to see. Four aces of perfection and that wild card of mystery. You must have known Sarah that within this writing it all came together. Complexity made simple, the mystic seems natural. You know in your heart of hearts that within this writing it all comes together. The coiled snake, the grace, the heather on the hill. This suits you so very well.........hauntingly beautiful.
Yes, I felt this one especially more than most. Cards on the table I felt the perfect hand in my heart. Thank you for your very intersting comments, they mean so very much. I hope to write more like this.
Hi Sarah, Very beautiful poem. The complex thoughts of the protagonist, his uncalm mind is described using very apt words, The starting lines itself fells the reader: I could all but wonder what you captured in your gaze, What shadows spilled in tortured moments Upon the sodden ground you walked. Spilled Shadows, Sodden Ground, Tortured Moments.... great combination of words.. Lovely. The concluding line is all the more poignant: In awe of the none sentimental presence of serenity. Wow! ! ! What to say! ! Nothing less than a 100+++
Excellent :) well done Sarah
Thank you Fabrice my friend :)