As she braced the crisp
Morning air.
Around her, a dust devil swirled.
Gently carrying Blossoms
From fruit trees plucked.
Silently she went her way.
Me another.
In a moment fair
Some love was shared.
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Author:
Jerry Reynolds (
Offline) - Published: May 7th, 2025 06:24
- Category: Love
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Comments6
Very nice. I love poems that are on the edge of enigmatic and clear and this is one. So many possible symbols and metaphors yet one thing is clear and that is the images and the ending that love was shared. I suppose it is up to the reader to determine how and with what. A most lovely feeling accompanies this poem and that is always as sign of greatness and art a fave Jerry
Thanks, SB. A lot of life teeters on that edge.
A lovely write wonderful imagery and a Happy ending, could not ask for more, enjoyed the read
Thanks, PL.
You are very welcome
Very lovely and evocative. Thank you for sharing.
Thanks, CM. It was a meet-cute moment.
Awesome!
Short, sweet with great imagery and a beautiful story. Really good write.
Thanks, RSM.
Having read this many times kudos dear Jerry, it is in fact how love should arrive suddenly and unpredictably ❤️
Thanks, Teddy. I agree mine did. I wrote a poem about it.
sharing, and then going your separate ways is how i read it..but the love shared is memorable...
great write
Thanks, Nafisa.
always welcome
have a good day
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