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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poetry that always paused me
from such gentle epiphanies

Lovely creation dear friend Poppy.

Posted 2 Years Ago


It's beautiful so dark and nostalgic it's like a naptime ready to happen :)

Posted 2 Years Ago


Beautiful poetry Poppy, I feel your words.

Posted 2 Years Ago


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I love the tone and mood of this. Absolutely beautiful, Poppy. :)

Posted 2 Years Ago


It was a true blessing knowing this wonderful man... we shared many moments together discussing common interests. Laury always made me feel as I was making a difference simply by being me.

Posted 2 Years Ago


A very nice tribute. Valentine

Posted 2 Years Ago


a loverly tribute poppy,great video and music

Posted 2 Years Ago


yes, loneliness is so silent...it's deafening.

Posted 2 Years Ago


Very emotional poem, especially when considering how memories are both peaceful yet heartbreaking since they don't embody present circumstances...definitely a favorite.

Posted 2 Years Ago


Such a beautiful poem and one that i know, comes from your heart. Forgive me if i say that Laury was also a 'luverly' one. Enough said.

Posted 2 Years Ago



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Poppy Ruth Silver
Poppy Ruth Silver

United Kingdom



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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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