Moments That I Love The Most

These are the moments that I love the most

when the floating mist clothes the quiet morn

and curtains hang like a gossamer ghost

between the departed and dearly born.

A sip of silence, a hot cup of tea,

the inbetweenness of a season’s soul.

No beginning, no end, just sky and me,

the smallest portion of the greater whole.

 

The pulse of the earth is quickening slow.

Soft shafts of light are filtered through the trees.

The ambiance shifts to a golden glow

and solitude whispers upon the breeze.

A warbler shakes the dew from off his wings.

Cardinals dress in their cathedral best.

A spiny orb spins with its silver strings.

How could I not feel beautifully blessed?

 

I am aware of the hope in my veins,

the uprooted fibers of distant stars,

the canonized grace of persistent rains

and the clouded pages of my memoirs.

I am born of breath, laced with light and dark,

caressed by the sun and swathed by the moon,

a weaver of words, the gentlest spark,

the dreaming conscience of blossom and boon.

 

These are the moments that I find myself

harvesting honey from every sorrow,

and I could care less for heaven itself

sparkling on the blade of tomorrow.

For, the moment is now; the now is here.

Fall through me sunlight and moonlight and rain

and unhood the shadows that domineer

when there is heartache and ribbons of pain.

Author's Note

Reviews

[Susan 🦋]

...and here is another piece leaving me speechless. I can't even find my words. Your talent is so on another level. You truly are a soul that sees the world in quite a remarkable way and then turns it into poetry that grabs you and won't let go. Oh, the pain expressed wrapped in the beauty and hope of the moment! I love it.

[Linda Marie Van Tassell]

Thank you, Susan. You are so kind.

[Fabian G. Franklin]

This is fantastically beautiful with so many wonderful lines! I feel as if you have shared a a small portion of your heart and soul here and how splendidly it resonates through my mind! It's a delight and a joy to read. I loved the wordplay of, "Cardinals dress in their cathedral best." that was very witty and charming for its layered description. But to be perfectly honest, I was swept away by the entirety! I'm adding this to my favorites so I can come back and read it again at my leisure. Highest marks on this masterpiece of fine poetry. F.

[Scott Kris]

The line about moonlight and sunlight falling through you hit me with a visual sense of feeling thin… spent.

You must have suffered great sorrows to write such a poem.

I feel honored to have read this.

Scott.

[Linda Marie Van Tassell]

Thank you, Scott. Yes, I have suffered. I, too, have known happiness. Finding the light in the dark is always my goal. No matter how bad we have it, there is someone else who has it a hundred times worse. That thought keeps me going.

[jacob erin-cilberto]

the now is what is important...it is the only thing we can control...how we react to it.
I often spend mornings with quiet...no stereo, no tv....
maybe writing...but just listening to the sounds outside, absorbing them...
loving the peacefulness.
There is peace in this poem...
j.

[Linda Marie Van Tassell]

Thank you for reading, Jacob. Your reviews are always appreciated.

[W. Barrett Munn]

Some parts of the world are prone to fog-shrouded mornings and they are indeed mysterious and lovely, as are these words.
Winston

[Linda Marie Van Tassell]

Thank you, Winston.

[willweb]

Some of my favorite moments are the moments I spend with myself enjoying the beauty that surrounds me. A bee on a coral vine bloom, an owl perched atop a barren tree, a caterpillar slowly making its way home, nature's artwork is everywhere I see. Your poem too me to these moments and I thank you for sharing this with us.

[Linda Marie Van Tassell]

Agreed. If we are present, we notice these things; and there is great beauty in the smallest of things. Thank you for reading.