Indelible.
With Eden gone I can still catch its traces
in trilling of larks, in open faces
of clifftop thrift, in lizard's shelled skins
and the soft sound waves make
on pebbles as their untied bonnets break.
Though Paradise did not remain I perceive
its irrefutable gifts in ripe fields,
at harvest bounty, in revived flowers
after rain and mild heat
of autumnal sun on orchard's fruit trees.
Though Heaven's garden no more exists
I see its whispered persistence
in the thrust of a puppy's friendly paw,
in fawn's eyes and fish fins
lit with fluorescent scales within liquid.
With Eden now disappeared I may hear
it still in wild foxy shrieks
in owl's eerie cry, in hedgehog snuffles
and in hare's high kicks
when dawn rekindles the joy of being.
Despite Eden's loss such faultless design
marks indelible time behind
every heartbeat found inside nature
and hides in events alive
with amazement to a poet's awed mind.
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Author:
Fay Slimm. (
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- Comment from author about the poem: Back by request and hope you enjoy.
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Comments7
This is quite simply awesome and whoever made that request ... I owe ya.................................................
Neville
You spoil me I know - but I like it and thank you.......................... x Fay
A fine write Fay.
I tried writing with a pen. I couldn't figure it out, until I noticed I was using inedible ink instead of indelible. Such are matters of life. It could only happen to me - yes?! lol.
Thank you most kindly Orchi.
This is simply amazing Fay! I simply don't have the words to convey the beauty which you've invoked on this page.....
Am honoured my words had that effect dear friend. Thank you so much for your visit and read.
You made Eden come alive again, and so glad you left the last introduction (humans) out,
Yes I avoided the entrance of human nature - Eden for them did not last long...........thank you for noticing that Suresh.
I was being driven through a part of Eden's remains today in the beautiful sunshine. Along the edge of the cotswolds from cheltenham to broadway and back home. I heard no scurrying feet, nor birdsong but i know they are there to be sure.
Yes all your fine words ring true for me in what was Eden on my doorstep.
Ah - - what a coincidence D.A. - I am familiar with that part of our country and know both the towns and the drive between - yes surely Eden has left its mark there. - Thank you my friend for this lovely comment,
A joy to read !!
Your comments always encourage my efforts - -- thank you dear Michael
ANGELA HERE (7:30am FRIDAY !) Thanks FAY for another awesome tribute to Nature and a realisation that EDEN is all around !
Blessings & Peace & Joy
Love ANGELA 🧡💙🧡💙🧡
Yes pieces of Eden still allure us to imagine the real feel of peace............. thank you for your visit and comment dear Angela.............. lots of warm hugs to you both .......... xxx Fay
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