The A -Z of Zoe (I.P.)
By Silver Spun Sand
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Autumn chooses its colours well.
Brown, russet, aubergine...and amber
Colours – reflected in your eyes
Drowning, as I did, in thoughts of you;
Each evening brimming with beaten silver.
Falling for you – all over again;
Gazing at the soft, cattle-horns of eager stars,
Huddled together for warmth – flickering
In limpid fathoms of amaranthine .
Just remembering lazy, daisy-chain days, stray
Kibbutz dogs, barking in the hills –
Lantern Pike, Bosely Cloud and Shining Tor,
Makes me long to go back again, but the months have flown.
No more the river, no more the stones,
Or the tumbledown church on the ridge;
Perhaps it was a ghost ship after all...
Quietly taking sail – dissolving into the mist.
Reality kicks in, and jolts me from my dreams;
Summer is long gone, and the two of us,
Tiresome as it is, must turn our thoughts to school...
Unlearning lessons gleaned from turning leaves; now
Verbs, nouns, and hyperboles dictate the way of things.
Weary, we are, digesting facts re Handel ,Shakespeare, and Bach –
Xerxes, the opera, and that romantic tune, Ombra Mai Fu;
Yet, a love song to a tree is crazy! Unless you were that tree,
Zoe, in full bloom... then, where the bees sucked, so should I.
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Lovely, it flirts about yet
Lovely, it flirts about yet still comes together beautifully.
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Beauiful and heartful
Beautiful and heartful Elsie
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Lovely imagery as ever, Tina.
Lovely imagery as ever, Tina. You manage to maintain that dreaminess throughout, whilst seemingly effortlessly interpreting the IP. 'Kibbutz dogs barking in the hills..' I love that line. So reminiscent of a time many decades ago..
Linda
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"Each evening brimming with
"Each evening brimming with beaten silver"...
The imagery in this one gives me shivers! It's beautiful poetry.
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So lovely, put me back to my
So lovely, put me back to my childhood and those lazy days of outside and sunshine, before phones and games and a million modern distractions. So many lines to be savoured here, but this one said it all for me:
Just remembering lazy, daisy-chain days
Lisa x
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Really enjoyed this. Fluid
Really enjoyed this. Fluid read and not just an ABC list.
xDrew
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Very expressive and, as ever,
Very expressive and, as ever, full of superb language, Tina.
One tiny, very tiny, lapsus linguae: the Xerses' tune should be 'Ombra Mai Fu'.
Love, Luigi xxx
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I am well, thank you Tina. It
I am well, thank you Tina. It's not so much that I am eagle-eyed but being Italian helps.
xxx
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Tina,
Tina,
How do you do it? I was completely stumped with this I P and then you come along and post a jewel of a poem seemingly effortlessly. I know you said it got more difficult as the poem went on but that is not how it came across to me. Flawless is how I would describe it.
Moya
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