fur elise

on occasion, those who have touched our hearts leave tender marks behind...

 

Tonight I walk

And think of you;

Crisp chant of frosted grass

Beneath my feet

And iced moon above

Lighting my path.

 

My breath plumes forth

And on I stroll,

Late night, no destination

Only silent moonlight

Raining down upon

My sighs

This clear and crystal

Winter’s night.

 

We stood on softer ground, then,

A summer hillside twilight

no words, no thoughts,

no place to be except

with you, and you with me

 

Standing heart to heart,

My arms around your shoulders,

Enfolding you into the

 nest of my love

Your head against my breast,

Your breath like sleep

Against my neck,

Eyes closed and

Joy beyond

expression.

 

Sometimes I miss you more

And sometimes the emptiness

Is tangible;

especially on these nights of winter

beneath a quiet moon.

 yet knowing of

your .happiness

fulfillment and content,

my weary eyes still close with love

My lips still form a smile.

 

 

Reviews

[ExuberantWriter]

Julian,
This is breathtaking in its scope and beauty. Such a gentle tone of wistful sighs and longing and still, in the darkness, a smile. I know the feeling; I recently heard from a lost love, and was overjoyed to hear of his blessings and to reminisce on old times.

[julian3]

Gabby, and Barbary - I am so delighted to see your names here today! Thank you for your kind words, but thank you far more for your kind visitations here! Such friends as yoruselves make this a wonderful place to be.

[Gabby]

this is so beautiful. you have great taste in words, and you can paint a perfect picture. i feel torn between a smile and a tear. perhaps both, but then again your writing does that to me.

[Barbary Chaapel]

Dearest Julian,

Like Tom I'm here to get my Julian fix. I've missed you!

This line is most enchanting: "crisp chant of frosted grass"
I read such a kind and still delicate longing, the mood conveyed
mysteriously.

[Linda Marie Van Tassell]

The irreducible truth of love is that it never dies. While its departure leaves us in sadness, we always wish for happiness for those we love. Your use of the seasons to portray your love and love lost is indeed tangible. Great job!

[C]

You're very good with imagery. I've never read something so vividly written from a writer on this site.

[julian3]

Lovely Chloe, steadfast Stork, Tom dear friend, and Beautiful Ly - thank you all for your gifts of words, which encourage me so much, especially at times like these. i wish each of you the very best!

[deadeyes]

Julian! Oh goodness, reading this there is no earthly excuse for me not getting here sooner. What a lovely and softly evocative piece of writing. So many wonderful lines as you draw a powerful contrast between the icy night and the warmth of love. I truly admire this, and it's about time I renewed my J3 fix. So awesome to read your work once again.

Tom

[stork]

Hello J,


Your poem has a wonderful haiku-like meditative quality - each image evoking a moment now lost. There are some beautiful tender images:

"Standing heart to heart,
My arms around your shoulders,
Enfolding you into the
nest of my love ..."


And the sense of loss in the closing stanza is palpable:

"my weary eyes still close with love
My lips still form a smile."



Deeply moving,


stork

[Beautifully Tragic xPoe..]

Nicely done. I loved some of the lines you used. Seems a little sad to me, butbeautifully penned.



-BeautifullyTragic

[julian3]

Rena and Bj and Chris - I bow in gratitude for your kind and encouraging words. Most of my efforts are based on events from my life and if sharing them in my own way brings a moment of enjoyment to such lovely people as yourselves, then it truly brings a moment of brightness into my day,
All the best to you!