Postlude
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they shift, each in its own rhythm
the lace of the living,
enfolding the sleeping
in brittle arms,
speaking in whispers
of tomorrow's
sated sorrows.
I close my eyes,
speak their words
to the fallen beneath me.
copyright/all rights reserved Audrey Howitt 2014
I like "the lace of the living" and the "brittle arms" and the close especially. Good to read you, Audrey.
ReplyDeleteThis is so beautiful. It lends such grace to a season of death and sleeping life.
ReplyDeletethe ever changing cycle of life
ReplyDeleteYour poetry is like being softly caressed....so very satisfying.
ReplyDeleteHave a wonderful weekend.
Love the 'lace of the living' ~ poem so delicate yet provoking 'I close my eyes,
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to the fallen beneath me.' ~ gentle and nice
sometimes nature finds just the right words and rhythm when we seem to be lost for words... love the sensitive voice in this...
ReplyDeleteEspecially the end speaks in such soft word of compassion.. Lovely.
ReplyDeleteThis poem is both restful and thoughtful!
ReplyDeleteI enjoyed the peaceful and reflective tone and words.
ReplyDeleteThis was lyrical, thoughtful and sadly beautiful, Audrey.
ReplyDeleteYour words are delicately peaceful. Very nice writing, Audrey :)
ReplyDeleteReally enjoyed the images of the brittle arms...the season now waiting to spring to life.
ReplyDeleteThis is so powerful.....especially "lace of the living" and "tomorrow's sated sorrows"--wow. Beautifully written.
ReplyDeleteVery beautiful, "the lace of the living", and "tomorrow's sated sorrows." Loved it.
ReplyDeleteWhat beautiful lines. I just love this poem. Though it's somewhat sad, I find it full of hope.
ReplyDeleteevocative picture, with sombre, reflective lines.
ReplyDeleteWell might we learn this from the brittle stems and branches enclosing both death and life. I read your poem, close my eyes, and say a little prayer. Thank you.
ReplyDeleteOne do sympathize together. Some sadness cannot be helped! Nicely Audrey!
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really beautifully captured... the circle of life.
ReplyDeleteThis softly whispered write is incredibly evocative as we all tiptoe around our reality. Very well done,
ReplyDeleteElizabeth
and you use a gentle voice as well in your verse
ReplyDeleteas you address them...smiles
Yes, very gentle, beautiful words.
ReplyDeleteHappy Holidays Audrey!!!
Lovely verse perfectly paired with the image.
ReplyDeletegreat tenderness felt within this piece..love your wording..especially the lace of the living,
ReplyDeleteenfolding the sleeping in brittle arms..truly beautifully expressed..
graceful paean to leaves ~
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