Morning

Morning

A Poem by Andrew S. Loveland

 

 

When next you go there

  carry me too, my love;

To the place where we lay

  pregnant; with anticipation

of the gathering morn.

 

 

Where duplicity lies furthest

       from our minds; and

  words left unspoken say more

rest here with me a while

  'til the watery dawn

dripping

 

            gold...

 

 from above

 

     ...calls us back home

 

© 2008 Andrew S. Loveland


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"Pleasant" is what comes to me when I read this. It's genuinely soothing, which I appreciate. The images that come to mind are really dream-like and lovely. Thank you for this poem, I enjoyed it very much.

Posted 11 Years Ago


2 of 2 people found this review constructive.

very well written. Can feel the emotion.

Posted 11 Years Ago


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There is a calm to this, like a sleepy lullaby.
This is a sweet poem of protection and love.

AD

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2 of 2 people found this review constructive.

words left unspoken say more - i really like that line. Nice poem.


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Andrew S. Loveland
Andrew S. Loveland

Dublin, Ireland



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Andrew S. Loveland (15 Apr 1975) was born in Aberdeen, Scotland but raised in the village of Lhanbryde, in the heart of Speyside. Andrew currently resides in Dublin, Ireland where he balances working .. more..

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