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. . .lay with me.. .
nostalgic. . . I shall remember this every moment our lonely star is extinguished by the evening suns.
posted by
Rotsen
on November 8, 2008 at 5:57 PM
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I did read this one yesterday, in between things, and was going to comment when I got side-tracked. I was going to tell you about the prettiest place ever that I can remember lying in the grass. It was in Yankee Boy Basin in a field of blue columbines and red Indian paint brush with twin waterfalls to one side and mountain peaks all around. It was quite romantic and I'll never forget the place in the middle of a tortuous four-wheel-drive trip in the San Juan Mountains. We went there a couple of times since and it never disappoints.
posted by
TAPS.
on November 8, 2008 at 10:54 AM
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love the color descriptions
posted by
Lanetay
on November 7, 2008 at 2:35 PM
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..very nice!
..it inspires me to look at some of my old paintings... you might like them, check out my art blogs... and keep writing these great poems!
posted by
MasonGarrett
on November 7, 2008 at 1:34 PM
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A beautiful poem ...
... it's vital to sometimes look at the good times in the past and let it grow into present - 
- genio
posted by
ggXpress
on November 7, 2008 at 11:17 AM
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..your eyes were closed you looked so relaxed ..warm things
posted by
Smittenheimer
on November 7, 2008 at 10:50 AM
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Sinome
A poem invoking the joy and sadness of the season, but making us smile...
posted by
Nautikos
on November 7, 2008 at 6:26 AM
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Sinome
Sigh…. Yes you left me with one big sigh.
posted by
Troosha
on November 7, 2008 at 6:22 AM
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Fantastic
and takes me backs to the summer evenings when I'd lay on my back on the endless riverbanks of my youth.
posted by
malcolm
on November 7, 2008 at 6:13 AM
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Superb write my dear Sinome
picturesque and so vivid - I can see it all in my mind's eye and even felt the wistfulness at the end; beautifully done as always my friend; many blessings for an excellent weekend and thanks for sharing this beauty
posted by
mariaki
on November 7, 2008 at 5:56 AM
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Beautiful......I have several Maxfield Parrish prints in my home in KC that I really miss having with me here.....I was imagining a particular scene in one as I read this and hope to hold the feeling all day long.....thank you for the inspiration.
posted by
Krisles
on November 7, 2008 at 5:33 AM
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Those lines, as sam says, is pure magic. You seem to cast such a spell with your word painting that all the heat of the desert sands cools
xoxo.
posted by
Bhaskar.ing
on November 6, 2008 at 8:28 PM
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very nice
i've been off site for awhile your writing somehow seems more complete
posted by
jefco
on November 6, 2008 at 7:07 PM
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Hello my darlin' friend! Well this is magical and I especially liked:
while you gave me that sweet kiss, so nice
and as the stars come out we'll head home
together we will wait for what is to come
and hope to see
another sun
This just game me goose bumps! I love you as much as the distance around jupiter. And then a little MORE! How are you today? And how are the grandchildren doing as well! Sammy xoxo
posted by
sam444
on November 6, 2008 at 5:35 PM
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Sooo romantic :)! - Ash
posted by
ash_pradhan
on November 6, 2008 at 5:15 PM
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This tells a story; a sentimental story.
posted by
EX_TURPI
on November 6, 2008 at 1:37 PM
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sentimental and pretty
you paint wonderful colors with your words.
posted by
muley12
on November 6, 2008 at 1:07 PM
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So inspirarional and singing a song of hope to climax your poem wealthy with images and emotions. Excellent!
posted by
merkie
on November 6, 2008 at 9:47 AM
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