Sunday, April 20, 2014

the lights of my heart

This poem is the result of an image prompt. It is an oil painting by a very talented artist, Rick Mobbs, who also writes great poetry. Unfortunately, he no longer writes or posts his prompts anymore.

This poem has been on this blog before. I wrote it with the loss of a very close person in mind.

No, the below picture is not the painting that inspired this poem. For that, click on the link above.





photo by richard_b, image from morguefile.com




the lights of my heart


without you
watching these harbour lights
is not the same.
they don't dance
     and skip
like flames
on shimmering skin.
     and
i hear no more
the sounds
of our laughter
skimming across the waters
mingling with the splash
of waves on stone piers,
the boom of foghorns.
now the lights
they just shuffle
as on tired feet,
even the moon
detest to show
its face.


and i could not
point out to you anymore
like an old salty dog,
the coast guard cutter
that's coming home
from a night watch,
the container ship
bringing oil and grain
to feed our city,
those moving lights
are a cruise liner
like a castle on water
brighter than a thousand
christmas trees.

and so

on some
summer nights
like these
when even the breeze
seems cold
and heartbroken

when it was just me
    and the sea

as i look across the waters
at those harbour lights
sometimes i wonder

are you watching

    watching
from the other side.


07/07/08
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Shared on Poetry Pantry #198 at Poets United.





© cheong lee san ( dsnake1 ) 2014

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13 Comments:

Blogger madhumakhi said...

You've written such a beautiful poem. I'm completely awed by how you've described a place that has so much of meaning for you and your loved one. Your first stanza shines like an everlasting diamond.

21 April, 2014 00:36  
Blogger Nataša Dolenc said...

so lovely it's chilling. love the images of the sea and lights.

21 April, 2014 02:15  
Blogger Sherry Blue Sky said...

This is incredibly beautiful and sad. The image prompt is very beautiful too. I so know the feeling of losing someone and how empty even the most beautiful scene can look without them to share it with. I like the wondering if the beloved other is looking back from the other side......

21 April, 2014 03:24  
Blogger Gillena Cox said...

the loss and loneliness comes through quite seriously and sadly

have a nice Easter

much love...

21 April, 2014 04:08  
Blogger Kerridwen said...

I can somewhat understand the feeling. Good poem.

21 April, 2014 05:05  
Blogger Brian Miller said...

i like to hope that they are still watching...though it is hard in their absence....so much missing in our lives when they are gone...and i felt that in your words....

21 April, 2014 07:46  
Blogger Sumana Roy said...

the mist of sadness fills the mind
and the description is beautiful
"like a castle on water
brighter than a thousand
christmas trees."....my favorite lines...

21 April, 2014 16:40  
Blogger R.K. Garon said...

A wonderfully written tribute.
ZQ

21 April, 2014 21:37  
Blogger dsnake1 said...

madhumakhi,

:)
a place of memories.


Natasa,

yes, chilling too.


Sherry,

thanks. i wrote a few poems with rick's paintings as prompts. maybe i will post those later on. :)
this poem is sad too, as it's also about loss. it's true that no matter how lovely a scene is, it may be viewed differently if there's no one to share it with.


Gillena,

thank you, thanks for the greetings. :)


Kerridwen,

thank you! :)


Brian,

yeah, sometimes it seems so much is missing, yet at times it feels like nothing has changed.


Sumana,

:)
those liners do look like big christmas trees.


ZQ,

thank you, my friend. :)

21 April, 2014 23:50  
Blogger rallentanda said...

This is a special one. Just beautiful. Who knew you were this good!

09 June, 2014 00:27  
Blogger rallentanda said...

The sense of loss is palpable.Thank you for this beautiful poem.

09 June, 2014 23:00  
Blogger dsnake1 said...

thank you, rallentanda!
you're so kind. :)

09 June, 2014 23:02  
Blogger dsnake1 said...

thanks again, rallentanda.
i think it's easier to write poems out of joy, grief, loss, anger and hunger. :)

09 June, 2014 23:11  

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