Sun bleached, wind torn
and staked in the soil,
a vision of pale blue promises
to be left unfulfilled.
A packet full of dreams
in an untidy drawer;
Forget-me-nots, of course;
her favourite flowers.
Each precious seed sown
with frail and trembling hands,
weathered by seasons spent
planting hopes for the future.
His failing eyes shall not behold
cerulean drifts in full bloom.
threadbare gardening gloves now laid to rest
for the final time.
Julie Broom is a Scottish based writer who enjoys many creative activities including poetry, painting and drawing.
Posted on December 5, 2009 in Other
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December 5th, 2009 at 2:20 am
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December 5th, 2009 at 9:11 am
Well written with a tender pathos enlivening the reader to deepened emotional awareness that dreams and plans for both must include considerations of negative possibilities and not count on a beloved always being there in co-fulfillment. Succinctly and effectively written.
December 5th, 2009 at 10:37 am
Beautiful poem.
December 5th, 2009 at 11:51 am
Beautiful and poignant. Nicely done!
December 5th, 2009 at 12:00 pm
Well done…
–dj
December 5th, 2009 at 5:15 pm
I really love this poem, Julie.
December 5th, 2009 at 6:00 pm
“Cerulean drifts in full bloom” is the line that lingers, for me, but even before I got there, I was tingling, simpatico with the genuine love riding on the words in this poem. Lovely!
December 5th, 2009 at 6:12 pm
Sweet portrait of love, its fulfillment and disappointments.
December 12th, 2009 at 11:42 am
Lovely poem.