Love Remains


That's one small step hewn out of stone
a plinth for my reaching figure alone


Beckoning unto one who isn't here
as one not here beckons to me alone


One giant leap out of all proportion,
one size fits all I understand- am I alone?


To say it over and over with
flowers; poetry; with moondust or tears alone


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Adam Whitworth

Sun 3rd Dec 2017 15:48

Thank you Martin 😃

Martin Elder

Sun 3rd Dec 2017 15:12

This poem has a very nice rhythm and form to it. Love it

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Adam Whitworth

Sun 3rd Dec 2017 10:37

Thanks very much Desmond


Sun 3rd Dec 2017 09:29

Hi Adam, l like this ghazal, got to admit I didn’t know what a ghazal was so googled it. Seems to be a very dramatic form of poetry in tight constraints. I find that very interesting, so thanks for introducing me to them. Really good poem.

All the best des

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Adam Whitworth

Sun 3rd Dec 2017 00:39

A rewrite of my previous poem, this time in a form resembling a 'ghazal'.

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