Sunday, June 2, 2013

In the place where I first heard your name

In the place where I first heard your name,
grows birch and evergreen;
a viney dark-edged path to walk
that circles back where it's been--

You held my hand and looked away,
your face by dark hair veiled;
when first we came and first we stayed
where suns, extinguished, failed--

Your parted lips like wing from bird
soft-brushed my skin and drew
from every black-earth breath of me
a promise to love but you--

Away from the place I first heard your name,
I carry a lock like dusky night;
to wonder at plenitude of thorns
and such rarity of light.
______

 

27 comments:

HermanTurnip said...

"a lock like dusky night"

Awesome! Loved how the path and your poem came back to where they started, providing perfect closure.

Margaret said...

What a gorgeous rhythm this has...

Poet Laundry said...

This is beautiful.

Grandmother said...

This is sadly beautiful. The first three stanzas of love found and the last hinting at love lost. The photo is beautiful, as well, and a perfect accompaniment to your poem.

mindlovemisery said...

Gorgeous =)

J Cosmo Newbery said...

Beautifully done!

Mama Zen said...

Girl, this is gorgeous!

Marcoantonio Arellano said...

'...such rarity of light', true words spoken. reflects your music.

Gracias

Daryl said...

beautiful

Sherry Blue Sky said...

"such rarity of light". Fantastic!

coordinatedmayhem said...

Beautiful writing.

G-Man said...

Yeah...Every Rose has it's Thorns.
Great work of Art Shay....

manicddaily said...

I found the use of the word "lock" with all of its different meanings especially resonant here, Shay. Beautiful poem. k.

Kerry O'Connor said...

Your parted lips like wing from bird
soft-brushed my skin and drew
from every black-earth breath of me
a promise to love but you--

Beautiful, beautiful...

Marian said...

awwww, perfect.
and sigh, dear Richie Havens.

illumine essence said...

I am so crazy about the third stanza. The last is fantastic as well.

illumine essence said...

"a viney dark-edged path to walk
that circles back where it's been"

This describes your relationship, doesn't it? Everlasting, always coming back together, darkness, entanglement ... but as is expressed at the end of the poem, there seems to be more pain than light or reward. Nevertheless, it must be worth it if the circling continues.

hedgewitch said...

This reminds me of how you like Rossetti, A.E. Housman and Tennyson...it has that respect for phrase and deliberate, carefully crafted weaving of image and language. Black-earth breath...that took mine.

Laura said...

"when first we came and first we stayed
where suns, extinguished, failed--" beautifully lyrical line.

LaTonya Baldwin said...

just knock me over. lyrical. yes.

gabrielle said...

darkness, darkness
"and such rarity of light"

beautiful

Joanna Jenkins said...

Loved this from the opening line... So beautiful.
jj

Susie Clevenger said...

Gorgeous...the place where I first heard your name. What memories it will always hold.

ayala said...

I love this, beautiful.

Kay L. Davies said...

Fabulous, and I love these two lines especially:
"when first we came and first we stayed
where suns, extinguished, failed"
K

sharplittlepencil.com said...

Shay, one of your best, truly, full of romance and heat and heart. These lines: "Your parted lips like wing from bird / soft-brushed my skin and drew / from every black-earth breath of me / a promise to love but you" sent chills up my spine. This speaks of the sensuality of love, the real deal. Peace, Amy

myheartslovesongs.com said...

{{{sigh}}}

i LOVE your love poems, Sis!