Best love is never seasonal.
It may begin on some high plane,
a bare plateau where nothing grows --
or has not until now. It's looking down
(or back)the lovers see their futures.
The world removed from love (and them)
looks small, not worth a French kiss
with an empty mussel shell. They shall
much rather forge their worldly way.
With nothing set in stone, all things
are possible. The frisson is between them, not
between them and our world. They look around
like frightened rabbits with no bolt hole.
They should be focussed on each other. Spring
holds the key, but love is never seasonal.
Written for Willow's prompt at Mag 164, with much thanks for the image.
24 comments:
Simply exquisite! That delicacy of composition in this excellent poem of love!
Keen and observant; well done
This is stunningly accurate Dave. Thank you. Another winner.
I agree with this, Dave. Love is NOT seasonal.
I love the last line and how you danced around the images!
Well done...
I enjoyed your take on the prompt!
:D
some really good imagery here - good stuff
So very true...real love is never conditional nor dependent on fair weather...neither does it interact with the world around the lovers.
It is our eternal spring...:)
Powerful and true words. Definitely not seasonal.
seasonal? love is such that the winter seems warm and the summer cool.
exquisitely done :)
Beautiful Dave ~ I love that lovers see their future ~ Spring or not, they both hold the keys ~
'With nothing set in stone, all things are possible' and 'love is never seasonal' ... beautiful poetry, Dave ... beautiful.
Ah, Spring and love. Good timing.
How about getting rid of this infuriating Word Verification. It's a time wasting nuisance and serves no purpose whatsoever except to annoy your readers.
Well said, Doctor! Elderly eyesight has trouble with WV.
Great poem, Dave.
Each scenes in some season might add something unforgettable for lovers, but love is never seasonable, yes.
Your poem is so true - best love is year long and not dependent on seasons!
wonderfully true sentiment. Great imagery.
The piquant even in the sweet. You are a lovely pastry chef, Dave.
ALOHA from Honolulu
Comfort Spiral
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I loathe the word verification farce as well - but I like you enough to suffer its frustration, I hate to say. LOL
They do look around like frightened rabbits...love that line...
Leovi
Thanks very much. V pleasing to hear!
Berowne
Much thanks.
Elephant's Child
Really kind of you to say this. Thank you.
Mary
Absolutely not!
Ella
Good to have you commenting. Thank you. I love the phrase "dancing round the images"!
Don't Feed the Pixies
Thank you very much. Good to have your company and your thoughts.
Ygraine
Absolutely right.
And absolutely it is. Thanks so much for this.
anthonynorth
Thank you for saying this.
Raj
I like that sentiment. Like it very much. Thanks for the comment.
Grace
This is definitely so. Perceptive remark. Thanks.
Helen
Thanks Helen. It's really good to hear you saying this.
photographic-sketchbook
Maybe love is all about the timing after all?
Doctor FTSE
Apologies. I certainly shall. It annoys me, too. I put it in because I was sinking beneath the junk. It's days are numbered. Just give it a while.
Trellissimo
Thanks - and my apologies to you also. I have to admit that I groan when I encounter it.
haricot
Agreed!
Robyn
Exactly. Good to have you visitng, thank you for your comment and welcome!
Carl
Thanks Carl. Means a lot.
Cloudia
Wow, I do love your comment! Thanks.
Jinksy
Thanks. I think we are all agreed about it. Promise you will not have to suffer it for much longer. Thanks for the lovely compliment.
Tess
Thanks so much.
I loved this! And so carefully crafted, with interesting imagery...well done!
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