J'adore

Written near water,

Scrawled in sand,

On a far flung shore,

J'adore, J'adore, J'adore.

Birdsong flung into fond recall

A dry-stone wall,

A dry-stone wall.

Fleecy clouds on this dying-day

Don’t fade away,

Don’t fade away.

Daffodils lean in this wind of change

Never to be seen, again, my friend


Pale-blue eyes on a snow-drop face

Spied-through lace: displace, efface

An imperfect trace, the lines, my love,

wrinkles and beauty, the long-forgotten grace

of a long-lost time, your hand in mine

No bells' chime,

For peculiar verse written in line

Fades in time

Fades in time

But a sight to synaesthetically astonish the eye

a baby's cry

a baby's cry.

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◄ Lamentation

Skipping wheels of rhyme ►

Comments

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Do.RoThY

Fri 5th Jul 2019 10:59

Another great work!!! Keep writing, you are edge above many great poets

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Devon Brock

Thu 4th Jul 2019 13:19

What a beautiful song, John. Love the refrains, and I am particularly taken with "Daffodils lean in this wind of change."

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