I feel your breath across time and space Brush over me like a soft curtain of lace It goes wafting by like a zephyr breeze An ethereal moment that does so please I try to grasp and bring it to my breast But sadly it will not become my guest
I can see your eyes gaze into me They burn through mine with intensity A message reaches down into my soul Your longing the same but can't be told We are locked in a kind of ghostly embrace Close enough to meet each other face to face
Yet the yearning that is strong between us Will not be realized nor can we discuss Some kind of spectral barrier blocks the way It cannot be breached to our utter dismay We were together for many eons in the past Somehow we can't unite now, to make it last
Uhhhhg... I'm dumbfounded. This is elequent! Kudos to you Eileen for taking us away to another place within! and out! I love this one too! I find myself being drawned to this place of yours, you seek so easily! Thank you for sharing with enquiring minds want to know! Congrat's on your New Adventures! Home /etc... PEACE! & Light! WArm HuGs, Sheeeoxxo
.. I don't know what's with me this evening... I seem to be reading all the poems from the opposite end of the telescope... The barrier effect seems to play on most people's mind here, but for me it is the shadowy nature of the personal psyche, that idea that sometimes the knowledge of ourselves can be so flimsy we are not half sure that WE'RE not actually a spectre ourselves, and one which might attach itself to any other life that appears to be more "concrete" in order to prevent ourselves from flying away... ~ Either that, or we are what is "solid" and the rest of existential existance merely a figment of our imagination. Sorry, a real slippery tangent, I know, but your thought processes are always well-sustained and brought to full fruition in your poetry and this is no exception. Bless you... and good to see you are still totally together after your recent move. Health and much happiness in your new home. LOL K xx
Reviewed by Miss Pandora (Reader)
Reviewed on November 9, 2006
Haunting,...moving,...and so powerful ' I feel your breath across time and space'...stunning intro to waves of emotion captured in these stanzas Lady Minx; a joy to read mid-flight! Hope the move went well; Love flying Imp ;)x
Ah, a reminder of my little Momma, who I "lost" this past summer. 'Tho I love her still, and have our memories, especially since I have her in her five "babies".
This is truly haunting, reminding us that the sharing of love could be so fleeting. Beautiful, Eileen.
some barriers are temporary, some are self-imposed, some are simply transforming thoughts and emotions ... whatever they may be you've expressed your thoughts and feelings with style and grace ...
Reviewed by Jerry Bolton (Reader)
Reviewed on November 8, 2006
The spectral always comes through in your work. It compliments it and makes it yours . . .
Love that lives within and never to be realized has to be the lonliest love of all and ,on the other hand, realizing it is within... comforts in a strange way. I know.
Love,
susan
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Myrna
This is truly haunting, reminding us that the sharing of love could be so fleeting. Beautiful, Eileen.
Micke
Love Tinka
Paul;-)
Love transends everything..
Love,
CJ
Love,
susan