Swifts, Carry Me in Your Heart

Swifts, Carry Me in Your Heart

A Poem by Poppy Ruth Silver


Let all disappointment be slayed
loss can be laid to rest 
in rivers of sun kissed gold
it is time I return home
back into the arms of those
who love me
too long have I been absent
buried and disconnected
too long have I wandered
severed and mortified in grief
Lammas, bring unto me
that which I need to release 
in order to finally be free
let me reap the goodness 
of my fragile heart and will
for I have only ever loved
true to my compassionate nature
Lammas, bring unto me
the last vestige of light
so I may lament the final song
of swifts soon to be gone
how the skies will feel empty
when they no longer sing 
already I feel their silence
echo languidly within 
a day without their call
seems a lifetime of stillness
even the clouds are sombre
as we both mourn
Lammas, bring unto me
calmer waters to sail on
too many bridges burn 
for me to cross rationale's path
it is time I return home
way past time I took a deep breath
close my blurred eyes and let go




©2015 PoppySilver


© 2015 Poppy Ruth Silver



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Very nice symbolism about water. It captures the gentle melancholia of water.

Posted 2 Years Ago


A painful vision, of loss. Good one!

Posted 2 Years Ago


amazing poetry...direct from the heart...i really loved it !!

Posted 2 Years Ago


Finding ground
Standing firm to a better life

I see so much hope , love, and many tomorrows to come in your words

this write is a massive hug

Lovely

Posted 2 Years Ago


that's truly beautiful Poppy, pure poetry from the heart :)

Posted 2 Years Ago


Amazing and so deep Ruth. It was such a delight to read.

Posted 2 Years Ago


Your thought process simply illuminates upon the page. Like an arrow to the heart, I am captivated by the stillness.

Posted 2 Years Ago


Deep thoughts and rooted feelings.
Water over burning bridges.... I liked that image, like covering over or healing wounds.

Posted 2 Years Ago


Theses are very spiritual lines, both insular and universal..like it.

Posted 2 Years Ago


Poppy, I know your beliefs are different than mine yet they seem to mirror each other at times. Like the line about it being time to return home, that is how I felt after the loss of my husband, only to find that home no longer was there, home had been where ever he was. Deep thoughts for such a young person. Valentine

Posted 2 Years Ago



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Poppy Ruth Silver
Poppy Ruth Silver

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Merry Meet all, welcome to my page. I write mainly poetry but I also write stream of thought prose. I also create spoken word poetry and have a couple of novels on the go (dust covered albeit;) My .. more..

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