a tale of tails, tenacity, and tedium, as told by me, usually barefoot and bellowing

Sunday, October 25, 2015

The Topaz

shared with Poets United

I was the topaz
between two diamonds
a Poe-ish love
Paris was a dream
talked of in tree houses
on rainy days

The passion of young love
the sadness of loss
could be tasted
in our tiptoed kiss
and then
I moved away

29 comments:

Mama Zen said...

This is really lovely, Gail.

Karen S. said...

Oh no! Parting can be such sweet sorrow or?

brudberg said...

Love always feels better afterwards.. real life mixes lemon and sugar.

Sandra said...

beautiful and it is my favorite of today's poems.

thotpurge said...

Nice response to the prompt.

Sanaa Rizvi said...

Ah young love and its bitter-sweet farewell. Classic :)

Amber said...

Beautiful writing Gail, so much is conveyed in those last lines, an entire story!

mindlovemisery

Truedessa said...

Ah those dreams talked about in a tree house can be real treasures to remember.

Sherry Blue Sky said...

Oh, so sad.......a haunting memory, tenderly told.

Lowcarb team member said...

Well done again Gail - you've definitely got a away with words and how you bring them together.

Hope the week ahead goes well for you.

All the best Jan

Stacy Lynn Mar said...

'and then i moved away' says it all!
remarkable poem. thanks for sharing.

De said...

Oh, THIS:
"Paris was a dream
talked of in tree houses
on rainy days"

R.K. Garon said...

I remember that day... ah sweet and bitter.
ZQ

eileeninmd said...

Beautiful poem, Gail! Happy Sunday!

Donna said...

Oh the sad and sweet ending of a love....

humbird said...

Gracefully done!

Michael Grogan said...

This is a lovely exploration of the collage Gail. Beautifully done.

Rosemary Nissen-Wade said...

Ah, the poignancy of young romance!

Loredana Donovan said...

So bittersweet ~ loved it.

Old Egg said...

How we still yearn for just a little bit more of those fleeting romances of long ago and wonder what if?

Mary said...

Love 'topaz between two diamonds.' Sad when one has to move away, isn't it?

A Joyful Cottage said...

Wistful. First love interrupted. Dreamy collage.

Lynne said...

I thought this was BEST . . . brilliant . . .

kaykuala said...

Makes one feel so young, Gail! It is refreshing!

Hank

Benji Barratt Clark Twohill Sullivan said...

tiptoed kiss part is funny,

very short but compact efforts, well penned.

Susan said...

That heartbreaking move when you believe you will never make such a friend again!

Jae Rose said...

Perhaps we all move on from that which we held precious as we evolve and adapt..hopefully it doesn't make it less precious or valuable..

Gail said...

To those that I have not personally replied to, thank you for visiting and for your kind comments.

Wishing all a blessed week.

at-end-of-the-day said...

Young love always has a melancholy sense underlying it, and somehow that just makes it sweeter with time. good capture,

Elizabeth

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