One Exhausted Moment on Wings

One Exhausted Moment on Wings

A Poem by OneAmongstMany

One Exhausted Moment on Wings

That’s how I left her

With one last glance back to adore her

Then out into winter

Where the white-frosted leaves crunched underfoot

And the air seemed to shine, clear of all mist

As I thought of her look

How my life was leading to this

To a shake of the head and a shake of the fist

Past the sparkling stream of the brook.

I had carved out the path myself

The golden-hued summertime days

And the looks we exchanged

In the glow of our youth and our health

And the glorious warmth of the season

Hands entwined, just ourselves to ourselves

Reflecting the sun’s shining rays.

Now I look back on the old times

And the hints I placed all my faith in

The laughs that rose through the pines

And the thoughts that ran fast through our minds.

Oh, what a state to remain in 

Those grand and idyllic designs.

We were young in our hearts, maybe seventeen

On the wind like the gentlest breeze

And the soft drifting dandelion heads

And the beautiful tales that we weaved

While the grass brushed our legs.

‘Let our hours be split into threads

And our lives trickle slowly like streams,’ 

You might have said to me.

Bright is the future forthcoming

Though I seek it alone now.

Just the dream of the meadows

And the heat of the summers

And the gold rings of lovers remain.

Waking would bear it away.

© 2019 OneAmongstMany

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Enjoyed this, an open accessible write in a narrative form, for me a touch of the Lake poets, good write

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Added on November 20, 2019
Last Updated on November 20, 2019