I’ve seen you pluck time
like plums
heavy and warm
from branches
out of our reach.
For you
past, present, future
all blend into one
and each moment lingers,
spreads across your face
like light creeping in
on lazy Sunday mornings.
I have followed you
through doorways unseen
down staircases dreamed
and across rivers summoned
in single breaths.
There is creation in your lips,
like those plumbs
you sow stones
that turn to seeds
grow into trees
stand
taller than us both.
I have seen this universe
remade in your eyes.
Jacek Yerka, 2011
A rather random little poem for Magpie Tales’ weekly writing prompt. I was going to write an Alice in Wonderland based story but decided to go with this instead. Let me know what you think.
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This is truly beautiful. Nice work. 🙂
Thank you. I really appreciate the comment. 🙂
You’re welcome 🙂
Really enjoyed reading this poem! 🙂
Thank you. I’m glad to hear you enjoyed it.
I love the rhythm following the dreamer through successive visions
Thank you. It took a bit of tweaking but I was quite happy once I’d finished.
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I think it’s gorgeous!
Thank you. 🙂