Thursday, January 10, 2013

Sad Night-Song...




Sweetheart, the still is throbbing with a sensuous melody
Or is it just the night-wind sobbing in the willow-tree?
Seems I can hear an ocean crashing on a jagged coast
Or is it just the echo of something I miss the most?

Sweetheart, where is the vortex that inhales our fantasies?
What turns the sweet heart bitter, jading soft intimacies?
I hear a love-song sighing somewhere out against the dark
Or is it just the crying of a star that lost its spark?

Sweetheart, I hear the cadence of the midnight murmuring
A cello in the distance; or is it the whispering
Of summer in a garden where the blooms were lush and sweet
Before we sensed their petals cold and parched beneath our feet?


© Janet Martin


4 comments:

  1. Why on earth is no one reading you or are they stunned in to silence?

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  2. Oh dear Janet....you are truly amazing! This is so whistful and beautiful and romantic....I love it!!

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  3. Carrie, AS always, your words are too kind but much appreciated:) Thank-you.

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