He Called Me Luverly

He Called Me Luverly

A Poem by Poppy Ruth Silver
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Some days they are with you and memories creep in...

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Grief is a tender invasion at times
like a flower that bides its time
emotions ebb and flow 
from the spring of youth
to the autumn of a painful fall
I read your messages this morning
poetry that always paused me
from such gentle epiphanies
you purged through the pain 
you always called me luverly
I still see your smiles
kindness you bestowed to many
compassion and empathy 
that will ripple through times to come
grief is both tender and heavy 
an invasion that leaves pangs
not for the freedom you now have
more for the simple fact
I wish to say 
hello dear heart
to lose is to know silence
in its most truest form
tis but a visceral invasion
on a rainy, chilled dawn
you always called me luverly
I miss your softness
as clouds form 
this nostalgic morn


©2015 PoppySilver

© 2015 Poppy Ruth Silver



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dear Poppy... "Grief is a tender invasion at times ... like a flower that bides its time"...
A beautiful line that seems to shadow a smile of loveliness. truly, Pat

Posted 3 Months Ago


such a moving write, I could definitely relate to this tonight as a dear friend is in her final days, another one too young at the hands of cancer, I'm just waiting to hear the inevitable.. thank you for sharing

Posted 8 Months Ago


Very well done. I loved it!

Posted 1 Year Ago


"to lose is to know silence
in its most truest form"

I love that line... unrequited love however is a scream that was never uttered... my own muse for writing!!!

Posted 2 Years Ago


Lovely wording!
Keep it up!!

Posted 2 Years Ago


Luverly....what a great word, and recalls the musical hit of the 50s that I love, Rogers and Hammerstein ?
Anyway, I digress, a fine write.

Posted 2 Years Ago


it filled in me a feeling of sadness, like that of when it rains for days and you really miss the sun. the mind filled with sadness, from where to begin is like a key to the mission. well penned! i liked it, keep it up!

Posted 2 Years Ago


Your words are soft and delicate, yet filled with so much emotion. I can feel the sadness. You have touched my heart Poppy.

Julie

Posted 2 Years Ago


the sadness in this is so emphatic I felt the sorrow and loneliness for a good while after reading, great writing Poppy :)

Posted 2 Years Ago


A sad poem dear Poet.
"you always called me luverly
I miss your softness
as clouds form
this nostalgic morn"
Some words take us back to good places. Thank you for sharing the excellent poetry.
Coyote

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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