Nectar.
Like an eel
in liquid my movement feels free
for I view our future being unaltered
so at last I smile on looking forward
as love's immortality
I now see.
Like an ant
rushing between holes in grain-sacks
on leaving my former grief-restriction
I race to abandon graveyard addiction
and tasting abundance will
not turn back.
Like wax
softened by fire yet melting in thanks
I remember the ties we built together,
chains of happiness must last forever
if heaven makes nectar such
as we drank.
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Author:
Fay Slimm. (
Offline) - Published: February 11th, 2017 14:20
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Comments2
Oh you sweetheart, poetic nectar!
kudos.
Grateful thanks - -- so pleased you liked the "poetic nectar" dear friend.
A poets poem without a doubt, and not only that... anyone with good taste would surely fall in love with these words, once read.... Maybe even one of my fave Fay writes....... Neville
You are so perceptive and kind in your comments and this one warmed my heart - thank you very muchly........... x Fay
Always a pleasure and always mine.... N
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