Friday, March 28, 2008

Numerology For Lovers


One moment was all it was.

Two people and circumstance...

Three times we made love.

Four quarters of an apple, on a china plate...

And the wet it left;

We slept beneath a sectioned window...

And though it did let the light in later,

I should have known, even as you still lay beside me,

That nine is the number for endings.

8 comments:

Cynthia said...

Quite exquisite Shay, you painted
such a delicacy in the leaving.
Love the new look of your blog,
just like a sophisticate magazine.

seakali said...

9 may be the number of endings, but isn't 10 the number for completion ;-) ~ who was this chick anyway! Pah. I love the poem, i particularly like the way you lead with the numbers, and use the words 'quarters' and 'sectioned', again it is make me feel lead through the poem, and i like that...

Crafty Green Poet said...

I like the way you've used numbers here

Fireblossom said...

Thanks, Cynthia! oOo, now I can be like the Meryl Streep character in The Devil Wears Prada! Really, I'm glad you like what I've done.

Nope, Seakali, in numerology, 9 is the number for endings. 10 reduces to one. (1+0=1). I'm glad you picked out those words, I was rather tickled with myself for using them ;-)

Crafty Green Poet, it is always nice to see you here. Thanks for your kind remark.

--Blossom

Kelly Dickson said...

yes, 10 does reduce to 1, u r correct. but i should be specific, in tarot, 10 is the number of completion, something must 'end' i.e. 'die', before we are complete, but anyways, i am being the nitpicking nerd u know i am! tis a great poem... (p.s seakali/kellydickson!)

Shrinky said...

Does that mean 2009 going to be a year for endings? I sure hope not.

A sad (and so cleverly witten) poem. Wistful.

Fireblossom said...

I think 2009 is a "2" universal year, though I would have to consult my books to be sure. If I'm right, then 2008 would be a "1" year, new beginnings!

flipside records said...

I read your nine reference in relation to the first words of your first four lines:

four + three + two = nine

So all that's left is one (what you started with in the first place).

I love this:
"Four quarters of an apple, on a china plate...
And the wet it left;
We slept beneath a sectioned window" ... especially "and the wet it left"