A Blur in the Distance
For once we stood afore ourselves
Impassioned lovers twined
For so much was and so much felt
When I was yer Celt sublime
Though time doth pass ere aching heart
For nary more the touch
Clutch yer thoughts unto thee soul
Hold whispered words thee must
Let it be thee book of love
The lesson that ye learned
Let all this sweet ere tender days
Be something that ye earned
For naught it true ye did not know
The tenderness of love
Until this gentle o’ sweet dove
In eyes hath showed ye of
Let fingers slide apart from we
And take yer own deep breath
As gently ye do back away
A heartbreak yet yer path
For once ye walk on down the road
And I become the mist
A distant blur ye from yer past
A vision reminisced
For do not grieve or shed ye tears
A hug I give to thee
Start a brave and strong young soul
Your journey which ye see
For gallant lad I am with ye
Behind ye I will stand
Though just a blur in distance
Sweet memories ye had
For on you live and always will
Nary be afraid
Your heart reborn with that of love
With new one that awaits
For nary a course will be the same
For each are all precious
Just tend ye heart so full of love
To another ye must confess
In moments time just think of me
For when ye gave that kiss
To know the feel of tender hug
Aye a blur in the distance
Carolee Dennis-Woosley
July 8, 2012
A hug I give to thee
Start a brave and strong young soul
Your journey which ye see
I find these verses particularly encouraging. Since English is not my first language, I do have some "difficulty" in letting the old English vocabulary flow as easily as the more current language. Nonetheless, I believe I "get" this. Thank you for sharing, Carol. Love and best wishes,
Regis
Di
Ron
*Carolee* can be a kindness
like in your poem....
Lady Vivian
JOYCE * HIS INSPIRATIONS
Nary be afraid
Your heart reborn with that of love
With new one that awaits
Life and Love truly are long winding journeys.
fine indeed.
john
Deborah
Love ya!
Jane
Gail
Edith
Mark
Stay well and keep writing
Eddy
Yes dear lady Lily, this is what love is
I bow and tip my hat to you
Cyrano
fee
But never turn around in anger, turn around and smile because of all the beautiful memories.
Turn around and look at the blur in the distance and smile.
Beautiful and deeply touching
Sandy
A beautiful tale of a lover who gives that which is the truest measure of love, that which allows one to let go of the other if it is what the other wants or needs. A lovely tale written perfectly.
Budd