I’m not sure what it was but time itself seemed to be suspended
Like a slow-mo montage of you standing by the bay
Your eyes were like silky emeralds
Your voice embedded into my soul
Like a warm yet distant flow of inspired notions
Leaving me with a sense of awe
For you were always replete
With a wonderful mysterious silence
We would sit and wonder of timeless ventures
And dreams forming within our worlds never to be known
In many ways you were just like me
In many ways I did not know you
In many ways we had always touched each other
So we left it at that
Accepting differences we will always share
Acknowledging the varieties of our experience
And our deep desire to reveal
The movement we hid within ourselves
At times we would open the floodgates
To be swept away by our mutual revelations
Yet we knew circumstance had the upper hand
For the cove was too far and too deep
After the ferry ride I would often wonder
How is it that I left you standing by the side of the bay?
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Reviews of "the Bay of Circumstance"
Reviewed by A. Gagné (Reader)
Reviewed on February 10, 2005
"At times we would open the floodgates
To be swept away by our mutual revelations
Yet we knew circumstance had the upper hand"
Your mind is mesmerizing.
Reviewed by Laura Toops (Reader)
Reviewed on February 10, 2005
you'll always wonder about the wisdom of leaving well enough alone...
Reviewed by M. B. (Reader)
Reviewed on February 8, 2005
Oh, the beautiful *Bay of Circumstance* has the sacred kiss of melancholy. It drips with bittersweet tears.
Reviewed by Kate Clifford (Reader)
Reviewed on February 8, 2005
Circumstance's is part of the flow, that is part of the mystery. This is a very romantic write that I am sure many of us have experienced one way or another. Life is exciting even when it drives us crazy. How indeed did you leave her by the bay?
This is like a flashback opening to a novel. I want to read more, I want to know more, because I had a similar experience. If you had the chance, would you challenge circumstance for the chance to love her? Why was the cove "too far and too deep"? Would the "dreams never to be known" be as beautiful and powerful if they had been fulfilled? You write beautifully about human frailty...
Reviewed by Tiana ~ (Reader)
Reviewed on February 6, 2005
So beautiful and so touching, Jude ... This brought back memories and I'm sure many can relate to this beautiful poem too. Timing, sweet friend ...
...Like ships in the night, companionable and yet strange; mutual and yet on different tacks... shades of Otis Reading here! Setting sail is always so much adventure... LOL Kate xx
It is amazing how some people touch us in a special way, as though they know our soul and we theirs. Somehow, we seem to understand that the time is not right and we walk away but we never forget. That memory haunts us for the rest of our days. Perhaps they will come into another lifetime and perhaps we already know that this will be so. This is a haunting write, Robert, one that echoes my own experience. This is excellent!
Take care,
Sherry
From First Love to its destructive end and on to new beginnings, Mary Angela Nangini's poems explore the birth and death of a relationship. The powerful poems are presented in two parts with an introduction to her next book My Ontario Beautiful. (Th
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To be swept away by our mutual revelations
Yet we knew circumstance had the upper hand"
Your mind is mesmerizing.
You are the nourisher of my muse, more often
than you know.
Love Tinka
Felix
this is beautiful can see the montage
lovin' the colors of her
William .......Peace
Take care,
Sherry