To weave a reverie of long past
memories that shimmer bright in
the silvery moonlight ...
Strands that glimmer with hope and
compassion, so full of a love that shall
never be shadowed by any other. I
sit here in my dreams and hold together
these distant memories of you.
I can see you there, smiling sweetly and
your arms wrap around me tenderly. Yet,
only a dream this is, one to become lost in
as I weave this shimmering tapestry of
my most precious reverie.
Lost treasures that glisten like pearls in
the moonlight beneath the water's surface.
Oh how I love thee ...
Interesting how you write a paen to lost love and others here have been saying that we should forget the past and move on. Somehow I like your take on things better.
This book represents a thirty-day period of my poetry journal. Each poem addresses
the dominant thoughts occupying my mind during the early morning hours of a given
day.
From the author of Jupiter Remembered and Until It’s Time: Embracing Life In Our Later Years comes Petals of Love: Poetry of a Woman’s Soul – a heartfelt collection spanning more than thirty-five years. Through tender reflections, these poems offer g
A further collection of poems, many from years in the Middle East, but also the California San Francisco and Central Coast areas (Santa Cruz, Carmel, Big Sur, Berkeley, etc.).
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