Lemon Avenue, Flowers and You (softly sad)

Lemon Avenue, Flowers and You (softly sad)

A Poem by Richard
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Lemon Avenue, Flowers and You


    As I walked along Lemon Avenue,

    I thought of you and love,

    and smelled the sweet scent of flowers in bloom.


    Lee Park, down by Turtle Creek,

    is a lovely place for any free-faring valiant

    to ponder all the voyages of yesterday;

    but, the beauty to me is now ~

    and the closeness of you it seems to bring,

    with its solitude and soft, green grass.


    I watched a cloud and a plane,

    and the leaves became your emerald eyes,

    the wind your golden hair softly caressing my face,

    and the carrier of our gentle embraces.


    Can one love so completely

    as to exchange in a moment,

    the true warmth of a kiss…

    with its irreplaceable memory?

                

    Seclusion from the world is my goal,

    until time and life give its approval of our love.


    I'm so lonesome I could cry sometimes,

    while the world around me

    is bright and glittering.

    I have only to catch a ride

    on a passing laugh,

    but none came my way today.


    Oh, well ...

    there are lots of them around

    ... most anytime.


    It's not that I don't appreciate

    all the nice and beautiful things around me ...

    I cherish them so,

    and they are important.

    It's just that I am so used to

    such a higher realm of happiness

    than the rest of the world has to offer.


    It is the absence of you

    that leaves me lonely and empty now ...


    Until our time comes,

    I'll stroll along Lemon Avenue

    and become lost

    in the sweet scent of flowers,

    and You ~


    "and, I waited for the longest."



    Richard W. Jenkins

                ©2015




                  

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the beauty to me is now...

I simply loved this line. The beauty of it is infinite. Yes, we human beings can be a flowering too. We can be a flowering when awareness completes. We need no women/men, no possessions, no desires. We just need an inner awakening that we need nothing else to be happy. Then our being simply completes itself with the energy that nature provides, then we flower. We flower and we spread the fragrance back to the eternal consciousness.
And when fragrance spread, bees arrive. Love arrives. It simply comes, nobody has to desire for it. No ones has to crave it from another human being.
Let us be a flower that simply attracts but also enriches the beauty of this world, which is suffering from loneliness.

Posted 1 Year Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Richard

4 Months Ago

Thank you most gratefully, Ashwin.
Yes, that is a rather embracing line … it's one of my fa.. read more



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A wonderful story of true love everlasting, this reminds me of many real life stories I have heard. Bravo!

Posted 2 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Richard

2 Years Ago

Terry I thank you most humbly and appreciatively for your comments and praise of this poignant littl.. read more
Lemons are such a paradoxical fruit. It flowers in heavy cloying sweetness, the fruit has a sharp, crisp scent, but its sour and sometimes bitter. We can't get enough.

The second strophe stands out to me for two reasons. First, it is the only place in the poem that is really harsh sounding. The alliteration of hard consonants repetition of longer vowel sounds in the first three lines clanks in my ears. Secondly, this stands out because it contains my favorite lines:
"but the beauty to me is now
and the closeness of you it seems to bring"

This to me was the heart of your poem. It brought NOT memories, but a feeling of closeness to your love, a sense of presence, if you will. This is echoed through your descriptions. It's felt through the solitude, or, perhaps, because of it.
If the first half is sweet smell, the second half is the bitter taste. Lonliness and lack of joy from the separation from love. Sadly, if the world must approve, I fear their
time will never come.
O erall this is well-written, thoughtful piece that runs full circle like a path through the park. Every image connects well with the next.
Hope something in this is helpful. Jan

Posted 2 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Richard

2 Years Ago

Hey, Jan!
You are the fist reviewer to pick up on the essence in each purposeful nuance of th.. read more
JayceeC

2 Years Ago

Richard, sometimes I get caught up in the complexity of the poem, and while the emotional connectio.. read more
Richard

2 Years Ago

The joys of honest sharing touch my heart and warm my soul ⁓*
This is horrible!
What were you thinking!!!!!'nnn n n

Posted 2 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Richard

2 Years Ago

I'm assuming you ended with a laugh in a form I'm not familiar with; I suppose this piece could be c.. read more
I know Lemon Avenue, the street in Dallas. I' ve been there many times. Loved your poem of it. Looking forward to reading more of your work. Tina

Posted 2 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Richard

2 Years Ago

Hello, Dear Tina, Lady-Texan! : )
It is a pleasure to meet you here.
We both know it i.. read more
a fine piece to pause with and think on over coffee moments and evening breaths.

Posted 2 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Richard

2 Years Ago

Good Sunday to you, Jasmine … thank you for dropping in, and for your introduction to Chris.
.. read more
J. J.  Nightingale

2 Years Ago

You are welcome Richard............ and Thanks...............:)
Richard

2 Years Ago

It is for certain my pleasure. : )
Your words are sad Richard, and yet so beautifully penned. I can feel the love and loss in each gorgeous line.

I have only to catch a ride
on a passing laugh,
but none came my way today....(my favorite line)

I hope smiles and laughter find you today my dear Richard.
Julie



Posted 2 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Richard

2 Years Ago

Oh, Julie!
From an artist of your caliber, such praise and understanding truly gratify my hum.. read more
Very beautiful, and what a lovely pic. I like how You is not defined, so the reader can insert someone or some idea that is important to him or her.

Posted 2 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Richard

2 Years Ago

Ah, Roland!
I am so glad you picked-up on that wee tease I tried to slyly slip in, and wonder.. read more
This is so bittersweet, dear Richard, and the word "Lemon" fits so well and frames your poem very nice. In the atmosphere of sweet juicy overflow comes that sad feeling of loss, that is very touching. And i love the word "emerald", it is much more shimmering as just green or blue. Thank you for sharing!


Posted 2 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Richard

2 Years Ago

Annie,
My most grateful thanks to you, M'Lady, for blessing this lovely little poem with your.. read more
This is such a sad but intrinsically beautiful love poem Richard. You capture romance and weave it with the loneliness and pain of loss and all its brutality; and say it in the whispered and delicate tones of nature and its sights and smells.

Posted 2 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Richard

2 Years Ago

Thank you ever-so sincerely, John, for your understanding, praise, and enjoyment of this tender litt.. read more

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