Poetry: Hold The Night
Float flowing vale
bright sunny beam
beyond thick trees
dally in my dream.
Drift flowered field
sweet warming sun
beyond cool clouds
so colors do run.
Soar darkened dale
minds mystic kiss
beyond stark shade
such a perfect bliss.
Moon midnight high
freeze eternal gaze
steadfast hold night
so love joyous stays.
I could read it over and over and not tire as beauty is in the eye of the beholder and my eyes started to water for I looked too long. You long for something you think is lost but its with you and will always be a part of you. Your heart remembers it like this, but your head says no like that and you are left trying to hold time, a time where your heart remembers it was good but your mind doesn’t agree and time can’t be held, elusive yet definite, it has us enslaved to it. Like colour it runs. I felt a lot of contradiction in the words – light and dark, cool and warm, a push and pull but I really like this one – permission to print and put in my journal? It needs safe keeping between pages that can hold words and keep the time you want held. Hope you get something out of all this words that have tumbled out.
Yes, a tremendous interpretation as usual, thank you! Your mind is shRp as a knife! Sure print away
not feeling so sharp this morning – too much reading not enough sleep – thanks I will print it.
Poetry hit you early on. You took the inspirations you found and turned it into these beautiful verses.
Yes and thank you for seeing that. Some are fresh, many are older
Beautiful poem!
Your kindness is appreciated!
I would be very thankful to you, if you check out my blog, and comment about my poems. I am sure, you’ll.
I do try to get to as mAny as possible that’s for sure
Beautiful
this is great Rob. Your poetry is such a joy to read. Thank you for sharing it with us brother God bless 🙂
You are so nice to say such kind words all the time, thank you!
well, it’s true. Stopped blowing smoke up folks asses a long time ago, when I realized I wasn’t being kind. I was lying.lol Making them feel better wasn’t more important than the sin I was committing in lying. 🙂
Well now your comments mean that much more to me, thank you!