Sawa

Goodness. I just loved this piece.

I think it really explores the idea that once you are fixed on a person simply nothing else and nobody else will do.

It was so tender in its descriptions, matched up with this beautiful urgency that you just can’t help get captivated by. Even the ending was a smasher.

Honestly loved every part of this. Thank you.

-M

Hello Missy.  
Your comment was perfect.  Quality over quantity, every time.  I've never had a problem with walking away from less.  
Thank you for reassuring me that I described it well enough.  

Echo the above
Perfect love
Exquisitely told

BIG LIKE

Thank you Poet,
It's the wonderment.  And the constraints of time to pursue it.  Sometimes love is a bird in a cage.  It can still sing, but not as well as when that door is flung open.  

I appreciate your "Big Likes".   I mean it.  It's a sense of accomplishment.   Thank you.

You writes are so soft, and I say that because your musings, is inscribed as if, you're whispering between the lines and just barley gracing you canvas, touching your readers' minds while making each person's eyes, feel as if your words are mentally catered to them or for them... they are truly inspiring to read

On that poetic praising... please take the time to enjoy your evening, my poet

Thank you, SKC,
A lot of what I write is a direct result of what I read, mixed in with my life sacred to me.  
I try to never take anything for granted.
And, my evening is being spent safe and sound at home tonight.  Lol.  It was the wise choice.  

Sweet dreams.

Wise philosophy worth accepting, and you are humbly welcome, my poet...

And yes, I will take you up on those sweet dreams, thank you, kindly for the wish

Dear S,

Aaaaaaahhhhhhh…I’m not sure what else I could add to the above comments by way of accolades. I can add my selfish take away from this poem. I loved it. To think there might be such a love between two people and the adoration, aaaaahhhhhh. This is a beautiful write. H🌷

Honoria, I will gladly accept all of those A's and "ayches" and feel very rich for it.
Thank you!  
Perhaps we can never guarantee both halves of those two people.  We can offer our own, and hope for reciprocation.  
That's been a driving force for writers since the invention of sentences.  
We are at the mercy of love, and it's muse.

 

World class poetry. As good as it gets.

Wow.  Thank you!   I will take the "world class" because this is a global community, and I like being included based on my merits.
But there is definitely better out there, and maybe hopefully even from me.
  I'm forever a student to the craft, and as much as I say "This is it, I am done", it never holds true.  Because the damn ideas do not stop.  They're pretty in my head, and I want them as close to that in writing.  Right?

But, as a still a student, I appreciate your comment tremendously.  

Hi Styx,

So you are flexing your poetic charm in each line my friend. Such a lovely read.
You went from roads and asphalt to happy orange and flower petals. It all transitioned
so smoothly too -no potholes in it at all.
Not an easy thing to do unless you are Styxian:)
You make it look easy amigo.
Inspiring write.

A Great Gently Fury:)

Hello Del !

I guess the roads and such represent the restrictions of time.   Whereas the end being all about colors and painting, etc, is the being free of time restraints.  That sounds good, right?
Sometimes I don't know why I write what I do.  I get the pictures in my head and then try to find words to fit it.
And it is easy for me to write.  The trick is making it worth reading.  And sometimes, I drop little hints from other poems I've read, to see if it gets noticed.  

Thanks you, all Sunshine and cheekbones!   I appreciate it a lot.

My cheekbones are very humbled say thank you:)

hahahah  too funny!

There's urgency and delicacy at the same time, beautiful expressed.  Totally digging the stanza with the fainting angels in comparison, awesome stuff.

LJ

Thank you, LJ,
You summed it up very nicely. Urgency and delicacy is exactly right.  Like a focused impatience, waiting for the arrival, I suppose.
And, funny you mention the angels part. Because it was actually a couple of lines longer, but it felt too much, and kinda corny in a way.  I was going to drop the whole angels lines. But decided to go with it obviously.
It was the only bump in the road of this write.  And you highlight it.  That makes me happy actually.  Thank you.

Nothing beats a great love poem! This one is so beautifully expressed and flows great. Often times with long poems, I get lost somewhere in the whole of it. But with "Sawa" I felt so moved and eager to read more. It was as though I didn't want it to end.

This is an amazing spill. I love it!

Thank you, Faith.  Although brevity isn't one of my strong points, I can hopefully make up for it with time well spent.  :-)
My dad used to call me a "meanderer", and other less poetic things.  Lol.  
He wasn't wrong.

Brilliant!!
I agree with everyone's comments. It's beautiful.
Your writing is unique and gentle.
Elenore

Thank you Elenore,

Writing is my "happy place".   When the chaos (good or bad) of the days and nights settles down, writing is like catching my breath in a way.  Reflection.  
I appreciate your comment a great deal.  

I thank you kindly, Rianne.

I have to admit that I am greatly influenced by things I read as well as people in my life.   It's a twofold of inspiration.
I like this part of me.  It may help me live longer.  Lol.  

Thank you!

Absolutely lovely, the longing between times seeing one's love, and joy of what it to be together.

Right in the beginning, this line, "Every road, a soon intersection," particularly struck me, and helps set up the poem so well. It is so fresh, so easily understood, so evocative of what it's like when everything just feels like waiting. You're going through the days, living all the other parts of your life, but when that someone is missing, it's all just waiting. It told me so much right from the start. Very nice work.

Thank you, PS.   Sometimes we hit on something that works out well.  I wish I was a bit more consistent.  This one had me at a great mood.  Hopefully it shows well.

Yes, the great mood shows. :-) As for consistency, I'm not sure we'd appreciate those moments that just work, that spark, if they came along every time. Inconsistency keeps them special.

Beautiful. So dumbfounded, I can only reach for a silly word. “Beautiful”.

Love your wordsmithery:

“ Like time is
waiting to be with you”

“Between the chasms
of the great whiles,
Those seasons that are not Spring
if not spent in discovery”

There is nothing silly about the word "beautiful".  It's my favorite word actually.  
So I gladly accept it.  

Rarely do I truly feel like I captured fully what I wanted to in a write.  But this one I did.  Hopefully one day I can find it again.

Thank you, Alviola.