A morning,
fingernail moon,
outside our window,
peeps, shyly in;
a water-colour dawn
trickling
through the blinds
depicts her –
liquid silver
in my arms.
And then,
those amber eyes
try to blink alive,
until
she drifts off;
ragged breaths,
calm
to soft-edged sighs.
Inch by inch
I explore the ups
and downs –
the hills
the hidden caves
of her...
a terrain
I know better
than the back
of my own hand...
Those amber eyes
meet mine again.
How bright
they shine...
with a love
beyond name.
Comments
fatboy74 | February 4, 2011 - 22:26
Some inspired images here Tina 'fingernail moon' 'liquid silver in my arms' - did this appear and disappear? Very much enjoyed. :-)
Beeme | February 4, 2011 - 22:58
I love the imagery fb choose, and really like the last lines. A very beautiful and moving piece :] Much enjoyed.
Beeme xx
Silver Spun Sand | February 4, 2011 - 23:38
Thanks, fb. Glad you enjoyed;-)
Tina
Silver Spun Sand | February 4, 2011 - 23:39
Beeme, many thanks for reading;-)
Tina xx
rjnewlyn | February 5, 2011 - 00:33
The images that come to mind are strange ones (the liquid silver form with amber eyes) but it's a very powerful piece - especially the last stanza. One of your best I think.
Rob
seashore | February 5, 2011 - 09:18
Agree with all above, Tina. Just googled `Forever Amber' as title sounded familiar but couldn't place it - film and book apparently. Coral
skinner_jennifer | February 5, 2011 - 11:18
Hi Tina,
I have know idea who you are talking about in this
poem, but your description totally grabbed me, it
was such a beautiful description that you portrayed
here and I loved those first two stanzas:-
A morning,
fingernail moon,
outside our window,
peeps, shyly in;
a water-colour dawn
trickling
through the blinds
depicts her -
liquid silver
in my arms.
Thankyou for the read and congratulations on the
well deserved cherries.
Jenny.
Silver Spun Sand | February 5, 2011 - 11:33
Ta, Rob. Pleased you enjoyed;-)
Tina
Silver Spun Sand | February 5, 2011 - 11:38
Hi there, Coral. I hoped somebody would pick up on the title;-) Kathleen Winsor wrote the book, a historical romance,round about 1944 and then in 1947 it was turned into a film starring Linda Darnell.
One of those evocative titles that has always stuck with me.
Glad you enjoyed and thanks for telling me;-)
Tina
Silver Spun Sand | February 5, 2011 - 11:41
Thanks, Jenny;-) Your lovely comment reminded me of one of my favourite poems...Lewis Carroll's 'Jabberwocky'. Marvellous imagery, but a language all its own!
Pleased you liked this, anyway;-)
Tina
SundaysChild | February 5, 2011 - 16:13
This is gorgeous and the imagery is really very lovely.
Much enjoyed. xx
(The title stood out to me as I have just finished reading Forever Amber- a fascinating read. It's the biggest book I have ever read!)
Silver Spun Sand | February 5, 2011 - 16:59
What a coincidence that is, Sundays. And yes, it is rather a large volume;-)
So pleased you enjoyed my poem too. At least this is somewhat shorter!
Tina
Cavalcaderl | February 5, 2011 - 20:27
new Silver-Spun-Sand
I too like the same stanzas
and the words are kind of romantically
said I think Fingernail moon.
Especially the last stanza it just rolls
and flows along.
Well I too saw name in horse list yesterday of a horse yesterday
it was called "Amber Eyes". and a brother's
dog also was "Amber Eyes" beautiful name
and congrats: a cherry!
Have a good week-end.
julie xx
Silver Spun Sand | February 5, 2011 - 21:19
Julie - it always cheers me up to hear from you;-)
So pleased you liked this one, and there is certainly no moon tonight, fingernail or otherwise. It is tipping it down and blowing a gale!!
Have a great weekend and thanks for a lovely comment.
Tina;-)xx
barryj1 | February 6, 2011 - 20:35
Nice stuff! Ditto on everything that has already been said about this delicate piece.
Silver Spun Sand | February 6, 2011 - 22:11
Many thanks, barry;-)
Tina