Across still water
I hear her voice sometimes
as a peal of bells.

All those whispering ripples
and waves we shared

the joyous ring of laugher.

Oh how the mighty are fallen
once love arrives to breach
those well built walls.

Who could resist a
dose of those lips
eyes that pierce.

Searched mine so deeply
I appear naked unto the world
as they found my safe
hiding place, opened me up
exposing my soul’s sanctuary
once more to the light.

Memories appear.
turning to grey in mist
of days gone by.

Pictures frayed at the edges
will turn to sepia soon, too.

she knows

Oh yes, she knows

in quietude as the
moon-whispers arrive on
wings of dawn

She knows my soul
will still yield to nought
but love.


© Daydreamertoo    *All rights reserved

Shared with Romantic Friday Writers prompt Voices
Three Word Wednesday CCL11
Poets United

Author: Daydreamer

I live on a beautiful island in Atlantic Canada.

21 thoughts on “Yield”

  1. Hi! Doing my rounds again. I must say this was a gorgeous heart-felt poem.

    We’re having a discussion/vote re critiquing at RFWer site. I hope you will drop by when you can and comment/vote. It’s crucial.


  2. I like this poem a lot. You are such a soulful writer hence your name. I love the last stanza.
    ‘She knows my soul
    will still yield to nought
    but love.’

    Well written.

  3. Hello.
    This is simply beautiful.
    “Oh how the mighty are fallen
    once love arrives to breach
    those well built walls.”…I love this!

    This is a testament that love NEVER dies.

    Wonderful, Bren.

  4. This poem is lovely. The words flow so nicely and have such potency.

    On a side note, I used to be subscribed to your blog ( I don’t know what happened) but I don’t get emails of your posts anymore. And, here you are writing beautiful poems and I didn’t even know it. I noticed your comment on my last post so I figured I’d check you out. I’m glad I did. Cheers!

  5. Hi Daydreamertoo! I’ve been away and am doing the rounds. I’m so glad I came here today and saw your latest poems. What beautiful imagery! More than that, this Friday the Romantic Friday Writers Challenge is Voices, and either of your last two poems would fit the bill. Would you consider re-posting/re-linking to one for this week’s challenge? I’ve had an attempt at a poem for the Voices challenge and it pales when held up against your work.


  6. Love the changes that appear in the poem and produces a good impact !! Beautiful use of the prompt words!!

  7. I love how the imagery changes from loud and harsh to sepia..like memories..which can sometimes be sharp..but always powerful..great piece..Jae

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