my love for you
my love for you
is like the falling snow
on a lukewarm day
when the lonely earth
turns away her face
and her fallow grounds
scorn receipt
of the flakes which seek to gather.
these white sparks,
pregnant with water,
fall upon that burdened soil
and slip into the cool
the damp
the dark
as if nothing
had fallen there
at all.
yet though the lukewarm earth
permits the weaving
of no blankets
which seek to cradle
her in love's
adoring embrace—
some months from now,
when spring has come,
and snow has long relented,
flowers will leap
from the depths of love
which went unnoticed.
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Have you had Ancestors.com check your DNA for a Poe connection? Your dark voice is quite beautiful here.
Formal, distant, then not.
Nicely done.
You always flatter me, Matthew. Funny you should say that, I've been studying Poe a bit off and on over the past two years. Got the Raven memorized stem to stern, I sometimes recite it in the morning's shower. I may not have his genetic DNA, but I have his memetic DNA for sure.
And I said: “What is written, sweet sister,
On the door of this legended tomb?”
She replied: “Ulalume -Ulalume—
‘Tis the vault of thy lost Ulalume!”
A promising ending to a series of sad images. Well done.
Lovely poem. "flowers will leap" - nice image of hope.
Happy post-Valentine's day! *
So beautiful.