Time; unchanging as the savannah

antelopes, brings morning. My slept eye

folds your blanketed form into memory,

the soft hiss of breathing

in the still dark room a melancholy music

too soon to fade as light invades this nest.

Swift sunlight steals shadows

that velvet your face and eyes flutter

chest rhythm falters, changes, stretches.

Observing your rising from dreaming; slow,

becoming mine again lifts lips in readiness.

Finally, your coalescence complete

you wordlessly greet me, gather me warm

into waited arms. Tomorrow already?

I agree, sad, mugged by each night

and rest's need. Our wending breaks me,

has me begging time, gemsbok fleet,

to grant me another sweet encore.


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winston plowes

Sun 24th Jul 2011 00:51

Loved this one. Nicely captured that fleeting and special half light of waking. What are Gemsboks? Win x

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Marianne Louise Daniels

Wed 16th Mar 2011 13:05


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Tue 1st Mar 2011 21:00

Hey Petrova!
A love of words floods this whole poem."Swift sunlight steals shadows that velvet your face and eyes flutter". So much to take in.
will have to read it through again!

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Elaine Booth

Tue 1st Mar 2011 19:58

that velvet your face" - love this! Very enjoyable poem. x

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Andy N

Wed 16th Feb 2011 08:03

Excellent stuff, Petrova particularly like 'My slept eye
folds your blanketed form into memory' but enjoyed the full thing - would have loved to have heard it been read! x

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Cynthia Buell Thomas

Tue 15th Feb 2011 18:01

This is very engaging, drawing the reader in with a spell-binding web of rich and novel diction making beautiful images. Are you using words like 'savannah antelopes' and 'gemsboks' because you are familiar with the real place and its animals', or just by second and third person association?

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Patricia and Stefan Wilde

Tue 15th Feb 2011 17:30

lovely poem Petrova-especially the first three lines.Really enjoyed it-thanks.SWx

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Tue 15th Feb 2011 16:47

My second helping at the Tudor

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