WITH YOU.
Was it the early-bird flutter,
the before dawning pleasure of waking warmth
that reminds me best of last summer
or was it
those breakfasts with you ?
Was it the burgeoning fruit trees
of well laden apples greening to red which we
constantly shook that reminds me
or was it
those breakfasts with you ?
Was it the sight of colourful blooms,
or the late evening tide's race up quiet coves
or dancing in sand to favourite tunes
or was it
those breakfasts with you ?
Was it the smell of mushrooms fresh
from the field and frizzled with yesterday's
left-over toasted bread,
was it being caught out in the rain
or our sudden peals of laughter or the ideas
on world events we exchanged
was it love's willing refusal to lose
after dual confessions that I most remember
and our passionate displays of proof,
or was it
those breakfasts with you ?
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Author:
Fay Slimm. (
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Comments7
Yep, it was me. I scoffed all the cornflakes. Very romantic! heehee. A fine write again Fay.
Thank you muchly for the visit and comment dear Orchi - - glad you enjoyed the romance in the poem.
Thanks Fay. Oohh I know, but some poets get TOO romantic, then I swoon. I should get out more in me sheltered life! heehee.
Your work should be widely acclaimed - another great piece.
Ah - - I feel honoured by your surprise comment dear Michael - -how kind and thank you - - so pleased you enjoyed the read.
Beautiful words Fay. You've captured all the "little" things that make romance so special.
Yes Debs - - it is the small things that make a success of romance I agree - thank you for your visit and comment and am pleased you enjoyed the read.
Fay, this poem is filled with sentiment from the heart. A fine romantic piece that hammers home the intimacy with the repeating line, "Or was it
those breakfasts with you ?"
Excellent write, Fay. 🙂
Yes that repetition of those breakfasts and what they now mean does drive home the hidden agenda's of the one now alone. Thanks so much Tamara for reading and commenting on a rather special poem. So pleased you enjoyed the write.
From your writing, Fay, it is obvious that you miss him immensely.
Beautiful romantic write Fay - I agree with Michael.
Wonderful. Recounted beautiful things which remain long after the physical parting. These validate our being, reminding us that we are worthy of the wonderous experiences shared with such a special 'other'.
Reflecting upon the love shared rather than the loss is the positive way to reminisce. I know it is so for me.
I would be hard pushed to say it any better than many of my reviewing predecessors... A lovely poem and filled with correspondingly lovely imagery and concepts... I can't remember the last full English I enjoyed.. but am gonna have one first thing tomorrow, I can tell ya..... Neville
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