Here I am
(see me?)
Morning dew sits on the sharpest
of blades proving cuts don’t always bleed
as they share pearls from heaven
in their offering.
Petals have fallen into the long sleep
where I too, still keep that slip of hope alive.
Sometimes fragile
Ruffled
but standing and ready to
move into another new day
suddenly catch myself remembering
sweet breath which fell on my cheek
from the lightest kiss
and,
still holding the essence
tingle
as breath and memory merge
In the pause of one heart beat
you show me
what it is to be so
perfectly loved.
~*~
© Daydreamertoo *All rights reserved
Shared with Thursday think Tank #76 ‘Soul whispers’
Theme Thursday ‘Inside’
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perfect love is…uh??? PERFECT!!! 🙂
Beautiful poem of love and the feelings one feels inside.
Wonderful use of inside for this weeks Theme Thursday. Thank you ever so much for joining us. Would love to see what you do with next weeks new theme.
God bless.
This was gorgeous. So well written and expressed…..
beautiful.
Happy Friday.
Back again revisiting this poem anew. I do love thinking about dew as ‘pearls from heaven.’ Just lovely imagery here.
The first verse is great and so original and the whole poem leads to that perfect ending 🙂
I love the engulfing sense of nature.
Daydreamertoo,
A poem guided by a seasonal mood. An uplifting prayerful ending with positivity and hope.I like it very much.
Eileen
Much can happen in the pauses between breaths… ♥ 🙂
Oh wow, I knew (once) what it was like to be perfectly loved. It was beautiful.
that opening stanza is perfect..love it…and the love you bring in the end just makes me smile…
Pure and beautiful~ So sensual and full of wonderful imagery! WOW~
… proving cuts don’t always bleed
as they share pearls from heaven
in their offering…
Beautifully written!
“cuts don’t always bleed as they share pearls from heaven…” This is wondrous writing. Your take on the prompt, as the grass prepares for the long winter, as love in all forms is hardly ready to hibernate, is best read aloud! You should do to http://www.virtualpoetryreading.com, Buddah Moskowitz’s site, and call the number and read this poem, so we can hear it in your own voice. That’s how good it is! Amy
http://sharplittlepencil.wordpress.com/2011/12/01/repairers-of-the-breach/
Yes, I can feel every word … over miles and miles … thanks for transmiyying this ever so fragile feeling, my friend. Love always, cat.
I found this truly tender and beautiful. Beyond beautiful. penny
Mmmmm….this is heavenly.
Lovely… I especially like the first stanza. Great combination of the prompts!
Back to such lovey dovey splendor, really throwing it into a blender and out it comes, even more nice it becomes. The cat has been once nice, don’t ask him to do it twice..haha
Wow, this is beautiful. Wonderful to have had the experience of “being so perfectly loved”. Do “keep that slip of hope alive”!! Beautiful writing.