Ad Infinitum

Ad Infinitum

A Poem by Chris Shaw
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(a love poem)

"
ours is not the sorrow of a sad
decaying rose whose tomorrows
are lost in stubborn shadow

we are not those tinctured petals
parted from a scented heart that
litters crazy paving on garden paths

we are the last of love's blooms
attached to green sepals capturing
evening's sunlight before it falls

trellised to an old stone wall
we may be past our prime though
you are you and always you are mine

© 2021 Chris Shaw


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i just read Pryde's poem "Shift to Blue" ..and then here for another lesson in flowers .. i love it .. the tone in this is rich with the aging ... love that old stone wall .. and your poems anthem ... we may have some years behind us but our love is love more solidly built than petals that are first to fade and fall... i find that closing line warm and comforting .. thanks for sharing these places in the hearts and minds of couples who have weathered some storms only to become better .. more selfless .. and enriched ..
E.

Posted 4 Months Ago


2 of 2 people found this review constructive.

Chris Shaw

4 Months Ago

Thank you for sharing and understanding my poem. Old stones walls stand regardless the battering the.. read more



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I really loved this poem it puts the thoughts and feelings into a whole new perspective. I really like how you said, we are the last of love's blooms,attached to green sepals capturing,evening's sunlight before it falls it made me feel it in my soul.

Posted 3 Months Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Chris Shaw

3 Months Ago

Thank you young man for such a thoughtful and lovely review. Pleased to see you on my page.
<.. read more
In many ways, we can be past our Prime; however,
I find that I have just begun to come full Circle...
and still learning many things about life and others, as well as myself.
truly, Pat

Posted 4 Months Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Chris Shaw

4 Months Ago

Many thanks Pat. With age comes wisdom. We never stop learning. Kindest regards from across the pond.. read more
Love this! Especially the metaphorical use of flower petals

Posted 4 Months Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Chris Shaw

4 Months Ago

Thank you so much for your support. Much appreciated Savanna.

Chris
This is enchanting & romantic, a motif I don't often go for, but the way you do it is so intelligent, original & convincing. I'm taken in by this, trying to imagine what it might've been like to experience a longterm steady comfortable relationship (((HUGS))) Fondly, Margie

Posted 4 Months Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Chris Shaw

4 Months Ago

Dear Margie, you should know me by now :) And you do. I do not do sloppy love poems. It just ain't M.. read more
Beautiful sentiment and words. A lovely write. Yes, we age, and our youth falls like rose petals to the floor. But as long as we maintain our mental senses, somethings do not age. Somethings survive to the very end.

Posted 4 Months Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Chris Shaw

4 Months Ago

Thank you Rick for checking in and leaving such an encouraging review. Pleased you enjoyed the senti.. read more
Rick Puetter

4 Months Ago

I read you poem again last night and enjoyed it again, perhaps even more than before. But let me of.. read more
Chris Shaw

4 Months Ago

Hello Rick. Thank you so much for coming back a second time. That really is appreciated and for leav.. read more
Absolutely gorgeous! You've written something absolutely so beautiful, and each word you use makes the heart feel so warm. The love here is truly so palpable and even the title is eye-catching! The words used here are not only unique and gorgeous, but it creates the most amazing imagery. Lightsong is correct, your writing is only getting better and better.

Posted 4 Months Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Chris Shaw

4 Months Ago

Dear Colacat, I couldn't have asked for a more encouraging review. Thank you so much. Really delight.. read more
You have such a beautiful way of commenting on aging, ( as we all are); but the way you phrase with your flower images is just perfect. Yes we may age but our love for one another remains forever, pat our prime.
Love doesn’t age, we do. I really like the flow of this poem and your spectacular images to show us the meaning of aging.
Great! My best always, B

Posted 4 Months Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Chris Shaw

4 Months Ago

Always thankful for your kindness and encouragement Betty. Your visits so welcome. All good things d.. read more
Betty Hermelee

4 Months Ago

You are just too sweet! But I appreciate it!😊
I enjoyed this poem, Chris. As a rose grower and lover, more so as a person who has been in love for many years. It reminded us that our love is more than the flash, color, and brilliance of the pedals. It is the heart that is more significant, keeping it alive. As we mature together, we hold on to the stone wall. Love is solid as a rock. Thank you for sharing this poem, and looking forward to reading more of your work.


Posted 4 Months Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Chris Shaw

4 Months Ago

Thank you Anthony for a first visit and for sharing your thoughts. I love your understanding of my p.. read more
i just read Pryde's poem "Shift to Blue" ..and then here for another lesson in flowers .. i love it .. the tone in this is rich with the aging ... love that old stone wall .. and your poems anthem ... we may have some years behind us but our love is love more solidly built than petals that are first to fade and fall... i find that closing line warm and comforting .. thanks for sharing these places in the hearts and minds of couples who have weathered some storms only to become better .. more selfless .. and enriched ..
E.

Posted 4 Months Ago


2 of 2 people found this review constructive.

Chris Shaw

4 Months Ago

Thank you for sharing and understanding my poem. Old stones walls stand regardless the battering the.. read more
Words like yours are the truth of might be. Not the tried and trying but the tried and still going. Beautiful sentiments, Chris and that final line is.. magical. Reminds me of two people i loved so very much, Margaret and Fred..

Posted 4 Months Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

emmajoy

4 Months Ago

No matter spelling, Chris, these days it's the contact that matters. And what you say: so very tr.. read more
Chris Shaw

4 Months Ago

You too. It's blowing a gale up in these parts. Have a great day :)
emmajoy

4 Months Ago

Dogs are sitting at the garden door, their personalities really are theatrical; contemplating a poe.. read more

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Chris Shaw
Chris Shaw

Berkshire, United Kingdom



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Albert, my paternal grandfather introduced me to Tennyson when I was nine. I have loved poetry ever since but did not attempt writing a single piece until I was 40. It's never too late to try somethin.. more..

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