Far from the high ridge the lark song
called out to love, hopeful and hopeless
reaching out to heal the lovers’ rift,
but the day broke over their stooping heads
and the saddened winter sun shone
its weary rays onto their hardened hearts.
beautiful poem Jon. Thanks for posting
Beautifully poignant and well crafted Jon. Hopeful and hopeless is a winning phrase.
Ray
Big Sal
Sun 16th Dec 2018 12:17
I quite like how you framed the day as an object to be broken. That line tethered the beginning to the ending.
Nicely done, Jon.?
Thank you, Po.
I am very glad it brought back happy memories for you.
Thank you, Taylor. You are always so kind.
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A poignant poem Jon. As always with your poetry it has a beauty within its imagery..?
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Jon Stainsby
Mon 17th Dec 2018 10:38
Martin, Ray, David and Big Sal, thank you very much for your comments. Always much appreciated.