Sunday, April 14, 2013

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
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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.


Notes : Partly inspired by the film, "A Chinese Ghost Story".

Shared on Poetry Pantry #146 at Poets United.

©cheong lee san ( dsnake1 ) 2013

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Blogger anthonynorth said...

To let go can be hard. Full of feeling, this.

15 April, 2013 00:38  
Anonymous Lisa Williams said...

Really liked this poem, the undertow of mystery and romance is quite intriguing.

15 April, 2013 05:56  
Blogger SaraV said...

Sounds like a vampire story--images painted so beautifully :-)

15 April, 2013 06:09  
OpenID rkgaron said...

It has survived with grace.

15 April, 2013 06:29  
Blogger aka_andrea said...

definitely a tale of longing. lovely words

15 April, 2013 18:55  
Blogger Kim Nelson said...

Letting go the lover... you show us the scene with clarity and emotion.

15 April, 2013 20:19  
Blogger dsnake1 said...


letting go can be hard, especially the initial weeks and months.


thanks for dropping by. :)


yes, it's possible too! thanks! :)


yes, it has. :)


thanks for visiting! :)


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.

15 April, 2013 23:39  
Blogger Ravenblack said...

This is a haunting piece. It doesn't feel spooky but does feel a bit sad.

16 April, 2013 20:47  
Blogger dsnake1 said...

Liz, it's basically a poem about loss and longing.

so good to hear from you again. :)

16 April, 2013 22:45  
Blogger Stormcat Poetry said...

Feel the longing. I think I had a couple of dreams like this! I hated waking up! Beautiful love gone with the dawn. Sigh!

17 April, 2013 08:22  
Blogger himani rawat nayal said...

Haunting in quite may ways...that's the charm of it as well.

17 April, 2013 10:47  
Blogger dsnake1 said...


i like your interpretation of the poem as a dream.
yeah, i would like those moments to last longer. :)


Thanks for dropping by and leaving your comments. :)

18 April, 2013 00:10  
Blogger magiceye said...

Love this!

19 April, 2013 16:50  
Blogger dsnake1 said...

thank you, magiceye!
nice to hear from you. :)

19 April, 2013 22:27  
Blogger Stormcat Poetry said...

I linked you on a specific post I hope you don't mind.

20 April, 2013 21:37  
Blogger dsnake1 said...

thank you, Stormcat. :)

20 April, 2013 22:56  

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