Summer’s Love.
Just trying out different layout.
Come, solstice sun
come loose these chains
set free this winter-mind,
let flow those streams
of spring’s delight,
to purify the soul.
Then wrap me round in
night’s embrace, enfold
in velvet sighs,
there whisper songs
of my love’s heart
and call him close
to me.
© sweetwater 2023
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Thank you Trevor that is such a lovely compliment. I will try and do as you say re the balancing once I have plucked up the courage and warned the computer in advance 🙂
I wrote ‘songs of my love’s heart’ because the person I had in mind is a musician / songwriter. it was his songs I wanted to be whispered to me.
I think you have summed me up pretty well. :-).
I’m very pleased you liked it because I wasn’t too sure myself. Sue x
Sue I have just sensed pain in one of goth’s poems – and now I sense it in this… Or have I had too much sun today in my beautiful garden ?
gerry x.
Hi gerry, not so much pain more longing I would say. 🙂
So pleased you have read and commented, thank you.
Sue.x
Some lovely images here and it reads as delicately and sensual as the words you’ve chosen.
blessings,
jolen
Thank you jolen, I am so pleased you have read and understood exactly what I hoped to convey. 🙂 Sue.
I like the layout it works really well with the short lines. Your poem is both beautiful and sensual Sue, a delight to read. Keith
Thank you Keith, you don’t know how pleased I am to read the layout approval, music to my ears 🙂 I shall now experiment a little more.
I’m also very happy to hear you enjoyed the poem and my meaning came through the words. Sue x
Sad and wistful, but like a soft summer breeze, Sue. Enjoyed the read. regards, Mick.
Thats a very poetic comment thank you Mick, I am pleased you enjoyed it 🙂
This is good but a bit too sweet for my taste. It’s a woman’s overflowing emotions. I like emotions contained within the cup and not brimming over. Did your songwriter get to whisper his songs in your ear?
Well I am a woman and it was a beautiful spring day, very difficult not to let one’s emotion over fill the cup.
And no nobody whispers anything in my ear, oh well. Sue.