Sharing autumn skies
by poetrydiary
When I say ‘I love you,’ now,
we speak as trees in late summer,
and whisper in September winds
as the first leaves fall.
When I say ‘I love you,’ now,
we have seen the trucks collecting lambs
and held the empty starlings’ nests,
black against the dawn.
When I say ‘I love you,’ now,
your roots flow deep into your hill
and mine surround my grassy knoll;
binding earth we know.
When I say ‘I love you,’ now,
I do so freely, as our branches touch,
expecting nothing in return,
but shared autumn skies.
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Feeling wistful.
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Beautiful!
I love the last stanza especially … love should be like that a gift given freely
Beautiful, evocative piece.
Your usage of form is so marvelously done. The placement of ‘now’ is perfect. Great flow!
Beautiful, I especially love ‘expecting nothing in return, but shared autumn skies’
I have to echo Jilly’s comment concerning the word, “now.” It implies a “before.” That turns the mind toward the thoughts of, “What was it like at the start?” Did these two start stormy, distant, other facing? The story behind the story makes this poem wonderful. And all from that single word.
I love the repetition as if lessons in love are new and beginning ~ I get that seasonal flavor as though love can sustain through it all ~ Good to see you Matthew ~
Lovely poem. The first stanza is my favorite. Thanks for sharing. 🙂
Saying I love you holds quite different meaning from young love to old age. I liked the metaphor of the tree throughout.
Dwight
I like the last stanzas with branches touching and expecting nothing.
This speaks of a timeless and eternal love. Beautiful!