love after love...

the time will come

you will love 
 the special you
unfurling 


I am not
in our streets we wandered yesterday

I am not the door
the window
that was our home

I am not the chair
that devotedly sat beside you

I am not the pillow
that shared our love

for I am not there
you are not there
as we were

we have moved on
into higher realms

for now
we 
are
you

we are
your door
your window

the streets you walk
your pillow

for you take me there


smile
for the mirror
and you will see me
smile


the time will come
you will love
unfurling



for Rosemary...


Linking to:
Imaginary Garden with Real Toads ~ Love after love
Poets United ~ Poetry Pantry

Am I Willow?

seamless 
naked
light

passing
underground

sights
overturn
sounds
depart

somatic
malfunctions
tether
souls

entice
illusions

and questions

is my sylph an Ariel
on gossamer cloud wings

or

am I a Willow
needing the earth
to weep



NOTE
Ariel - chief sylph in Alexander Pope's Rape of the Lock + character in Shakespeare's The Tempest
Willow - sylph bride to Ben Holiday in Terry Brooks' fantasy series Magic Kingdom of Landover


 
Linking to:
mindlovemisery - Wordle Challenge #5
Poets United - Poetry Pantry