She reached beyond the edge of darkness,
stumbled over dark clouds of gray,
outstretched her hand in desperate search,
to seek refuge, havened in his hold,
thoughts gathered timidly, but told,
of a promise shattered, from long ago,
that he would never, ever leave her,
tears marched to the beat of her heart,
down cheeks and between quivering lips,
where the brine of his sweat she tasted,
then realization of a promise, never broken,
for she could feel him…breathing her life
'...FOR SHE COULD FEEL HIM...BREATHING HER LIFE...' YOU HAVE GIVEN A MOST PROFOUND PICTURE OF ONE BEING REASSURED THAT THE ONE SHE LOVED SO DEARLY WAS COMING HOME, THAT HE WAS STILL ALIVE, THAT HIS PROMISE TO NEVER LEAVE HER WAS...NEVER BROKEN. A MOST IMPRESSIVE WORK...SO BEAUTIFUL. I'M GOING TO KEEP THIS ONE TOO. THANKS FOR SHARING, CHRISTINE...YOUR WONDERFUL, GOD GIVEN GIFT OF POET... ALWAYS BLESSES ME. LOVE, BLESSINGS & FAITH...JOYCE * HIS INSPIRATIONS
love the spirituality of "havened in his hold... she could feel him... breathing her life" combined with the visceral "the brine of his sweat she tasted". Such a compact yet passionate gem, Christine. Very strong writing here. xx
Reviewed by Chessly Nesci
Reviewed on November 16, 2010
Never broken has touched my heart!!So beautiful Christine! Love, Chessly
A mini-sermon on the power and value of love "never broken" Christine. No gauge exists to meter the innate compassion of that human emotion. "outstretched her hand in desperate search", is a line alive with our need to love, be loved. Love knows no limits of tenure and is enduring and durable forever. There is great power in the passion with which you submit your interpretation and emotions on, love. I bid you love and peace my dear friend. Jon Michael
Thoroughly captivating and alluring are your verses here, Christine. Thank you for sharing this beautiful gift of creative poetry. Love and best wishes,
"...havened in his hold"...how good that is...and matched by "tears marched to the beat of her heart" but this poem isn't just about remarkable phrases or lines, it's so much more,...as Peter says, there is redemption and belief and the sanctity of promise.
Fine fine work, Christine.
John
Reviewed by Peter Schlosser (Reader)
Reviewed on November 13, 2010
A poem of faith and redemption, rectifies insecurities and frailties, truth and love win out. Beautiful.
Dear Christine, as usual this poem is great. Nothing can beat true love and promise. Thank you for sharing. Love Emile
Reviewed by Jerry Bolton (Reader)
Reviewed on November 13, 2010
THIS is very good, Christine. George said it. Powerful (Don't tell George I agreed with him, I don't think he likes me anymore.) But as I read this I was admiring the strength of the lines, but when I got to the last one it was like a stiff northern wind rocked me back in my chair. Excellent!
Your writing today captured the power of true love and it's invincibility. The body may die some day but if you share a love of such intensity as this write captures than you will never be truly separated. There is so much raw emotion, sadness but also a hope for we all must die but only a few of us are so lucky to have such a love as you captured in this romance write straight from the heart. Thank you so much for sharing so much of you Chrissie...
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Simply beautiful Christine as always.
Much peace, love and light,
Amber
prowess and alluring your words
reach from love's vault Christine
opening the gateway...
Love's Bouquet & Forest
Vickie
(((HUGS))) and much love, your friend in Texas, Karen Lynn. ;D
for she could feel him…breathing her life"
Those last two lines tell the whole story. Promises shattered because other promises made earlier could not be shattered.
Heartfelt and beautifully written, Angel.
Love,
Christine
Namaste
Fine fine work, Christine.
John
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