by the day's light
This poem was published a couple of years back on this blog, one of the few times I wrote a quatrain. The response back then was quite good.
It can be a story of unceasing love or it can be just a spooky tale. You decide. :)
photo by veggiegretz
image from morguefile.com
by the day's light
we watch from the breakwater the passing of the night
her hands, her cheeks, pale as alabaster, are deathly cold
soon, through those grey clouds, will pass dawn's crimson light
and like so many nights before, reluctantly, i have to let her go.
20/11/10
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Notes : Partly inspired by the film, "A Chinese Ghost Story".
Shared on Poetry Pantry #146 at Poets United.
©cheong lee san ( dsnake1 ) 2013
It can be a story of unceasing love or it can be just a spooky tale. You decide. :)
photo by veggiegretz
image from morguefile.com
by the day's light
we watch from the breakwater the passing of the night
her hands, her cheeks, pale as alabaster, are deathly cold
soon, through those grey clouds, will pass dawn's crimson light
and like so many nights before, reluctantly, i have to let her go.
20/11/10
********
Notes : Partly inspired by the film, "A Chinese Ghost Story".
Shared on Poetry Pantry #146 at Poets United.
©cheong lee san ( dsnake1 ) 2013
Labels: dawn, loss, lovesongs, Poetry, Poets United, quatrain
posted by dsnake1 at 11:07 PM
16 Comments:
To let go can be hard. Full of feeling, this.
Really liked this poem, the undertow of mystery and romance is quite intriguing.
Sounds like a vampire story--images painted so beautifully :-)
It has survived with grace.
ZQ
definitely a tale of longing. lovely words
Letting go the lover... you show us the scene with clarity and emotion.
Anthony,
letting go can be hard, especially the initial weeks and months.
Lisa,
thanks for dropping by. :)
SaraV,
yes, it's possible too! thanks! :)
ZQ,
yes, it has. :)
andrea,
thanks for visiting! :)
Kim,
thank you. i was trying to show that it is not easy to let go sometimes, but we need to go on at some point.
This is a haunting piece. It doesn't feel spooky but does feel a bit sad.
Liz, it's basically a poem about loss and longing.
so good to hear from you again. :)
Feel the longing. I think I had a couple of dreams like this! I hated waking up! Beautiful love gone with the dawn. Sigh!
Haunting in quite may ways...that's the charm of it as well.
Stormcat,
i like your interpretation of the poem as a dream.
yeah, i would like those moments to last longer. :)
himani,
Thanks for dropping by and leaving your comments. :)
Love this!
thank you, magiceye!
nice to hear from you. :)
I linked you on a specific post I hope you don't mind.
http://stormcat1559.blogspot.com/2013/04/for-all-my-friends-who-treasure-your.html#comment-form
thank you, Stormcat. :)
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