Wednesday, November 27, 2019

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MAYBE A POEM SWEETHEART
Once i was young, and the moon,
Round and complete, lured my sigh
Many a night in a darkening swoon
There she was, round and ever so high.

Fantasy soared, jump, touch that moon
Bright-cold or pale-gold-hot
Growing takes eons and eons, none too soon
Her texture to know; maybe, maybe not.

There was no need of space ships then
Nursery rhymes could achieve so much
Her pages opened, and that was when
The words flew it passengers as such

Once too, our love was young
The two of us holding hands, looking
We basked in our favourite song
And there was the moon, full round watching.

Some such innocence tugs at the heart
Maybe a poem to write then, sweetheart.
MAYBE A POEM SWEETHEART © gillena cox 2019


Blog hopping today with

Poets United Midweek Motif ~ Longing
Prompted by Sumana


REVISIT
27 November 2018
27 November 2016
27 November 2015


ENJOY THE MUSIC
Regina Belle - This Is Love
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18 comments:

  1. Sumana RoyNovember 27, 2019 at 10:09 AM

    This is such a free spirited poem with a tinge of heartache. 'Longing' in its beauty.

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  2. Gillena CoxNovember 27, 2019 at 10:16 AM

    Thank you for your appreciation Sumana

    Much💞love

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  3. SusanNovember 27, 2019 at 10:36 AM

    Love! To reach the moon, to write the poem, to find the love --in our youthful leaps "There was no need of space ships."

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  4. Gillena CoxNovember 27, 2019 at 1:40 PM

    Thanks for your appreciation Susan

    Much💞love

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  5. Sherry Blue SkyNovember 27, 2019 at 1:47 PM

    Lovely to remember those times when we and love were young and so full of dreams. Beautiful, Gillena.

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  6. Rosemary Nissen-WadeNovember 27, 2019 at 2:47 PM

    A sweet and satisfying poem ... perhaps because it culminates in the writing of a (this) poem!

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    1. Gillena CoxNovember 27, 2019 at 2:49 PM

      Thanks for your appreciation Rosemary

      Much💞love

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  7. Gillena CoxNovember 27, 2019 at 2:48 PM

    Thanks for your appreciation Sherry

    Much💞love

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  8. Dr. Vandana SharmaNovember 27, 2019 at 3:05 PM

    Innocent and sweet longing........

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  9. tonispencerNovember 27, 2019 at 6:34 PM

    When we were young and full of spice! Great poem.

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  10. Gillena CoxNovember 27, 2019 at 6:37 PM

    Thanks for dropping by Toni

    Much ✏love

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  11. Eileen T O'Neill .....November 27, 2019 at 7:06 PM

    Gillena,

    I loved the dreamy innocence in your poem...I too often long for those easier times, when the pace of life once allowed time to dream.. a longing..

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    1. Gillena CoxNovember 28, 2019 at 6:40 PM

      Thank you for your appreciation Eileen

      Much✏love

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  12. Revived WriterNovember 27, 2019 at 9:06 PM

    I enjoyed this. :)

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  13. Gillena CoxNovember 28, 2019 at 6:41 PM

    RW thanks for dropping by

    Much✏love

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  14. purplepeninportland.comDecember 1, 2019 at 9:26 PM

    Lovely writing and wistfulness in this, Gillena!

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  15. Gillena CoxDecember 2, 2019 at 12:37 PM

    Thanks for your appreciation Sara

    Much✏love

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