Once.
She had eaten
the proof of amour's iridescence,
taken love's juice
and emptied desire to its deepest dregs.
She feasted when
laden with blatant approaches
imbibed ripened
affection with late hunger's openness.
She sweetened by
patience the taste of raw missing
wasted no chance
of contact to shorten love's distance.
She had embraced
given gold of satisfied closeness,
quenched ready thirst
on nectared additions to being alone.
She once yielded
freely to romance of a lifetime
now pearls enhance
memory and adorn her warm smiles.
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Author:
Fay Slimm. (
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- Comment from author about the poem: My imagination can run riot sometimes after viewing a picture - - hope you enjoy.
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Comments8
Well she knew satisfaction - no ambiguity there... Thanks Fay
Stay Warm...
Dave
Yes she did that and for sure Dave -- the picture gave my imagination a chance to work with plain speech........ ha - -- thanks a load for your comment my friend.
A picture paints a thousand words, that yours have scripted so emotively.
Beautiful indeed
I agree wholeheartedly dear Suresh - - that picture set my fancy alight and glad you enjoyed the resultant versing.
She's done a lot that lass. Glad some one is enjoying themselves! heehee.
Yes that lady had much to dwell on - my thanks for your visit and comment dear Orchi.
The greatest emotion we know is love and love of the romantic kind brings heights unparalleled. Each love is fresh love and different to any other which went before or came after. To reflect back upon such joys tells us, we have lived for sure!
Love the silken embroidery of descriptors in your poem Fay.
So grateful for your generous review of Once my friend........... yes each love is different as our lives mature and thanks for that important point of input .
A truly beautiful reveal of feminine wisdom and love known and fondly remembered, no more. Love conquered and the delights that she has known.
I like how a reader can begin each verse with the title and find it not only works but rings a haunting echo in the last stanza. Really well crafted and great to read!
You've added another fine celebration to your love cannon dear Fay.
J
Thank you so much for dropping by for a read RDS - - - How generous of you to outline the draw of same-word usage to head each stanza of my little poem called Once and am glad it caught and pleased your eye .
Points well taken from the other contributors to this thread. The construction, the beauty of the work. However they saw love as the main component, where I saw lust (though not exclusively). Is that just me?? Come Fay, am I exonerated or condemned?
Dave
Ok Fay - got the reply above (need a reality check by someone occasionally).
Many thanks
Dave
Ha ha - thou art muchly exonerated Dave - - lust threaded into the concept of love is allowed and comely methinks.
Wonderful romantic words Fay, may that memory become reality once more.
Andy
'emptied desire to its deepest dregs',
well that's one very vivid book review of 'fifty shades of grey' you tried to slip by us Fay, lol (really just guessing haven't even seen the film),
truly - an emotive write, ignore my childish antics, this was a moving read
Ha ha - - never thought that those fifty shades would colour your view of the read L.B. - - - am smiling big here - - but do feel free to antic my friend and so glad you were moved by Once.
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