Ashes Of Time

by Ingrid   May 25, 2009


Soft sand caresses my feet,
as I tread the virgin beach.
Seagulls fight over a lump of bread;
leftovers of happy souls who left their mark
on my beloved sanctuary.
The sun climbs in hues of tangerine and yellow,
to illuminate yet another day in paradise.

How I wish I could still admire this rebirth
with yesterday's eyes,
when the warmth of his love still
fueled the fire deep within
and there was magic in all I witnessed.
Our perception of reality
is tainted by our state of mind,
so much so..but I forgot; again.

Ashes of time,
beneath your smoldering remains
I danced with him
to a beat only our hearts could hear;
a sacred dance I believed to last forever.
Was the dream a lie, or was he?

All we had was brought together
on this dismal pile,
then burned;
for all eyes to see.

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  • 9 years ago

    by PETER EDWARDS

    A sad poem Ingrid, but one full of imagery that you have conjured up in your beautiful words.
    Lost Love and memories of what once had been, that you have so eloquently put into words.
    A lovely write.

  • 13 years ago

    by yogi73

    Wow! there is so much going for this poem. I keep rereading astounded by what I"m reading. so deep and so mature, such wise words of pain.

    I love this whole stanza, especially this..
    when the warmth of his love still
    fueled the fire deep within
    and there was magic! -- I think you could have ended this line at magic.

  • 15 years ago

    by NightFlyer

    Ingrid, I can feel your grief, and it is expressed so deeply with the beach and funeral pyre imagery, like a surrealistic dream. Beautiful! I want to check out more of your poems!

    5/5

  • 15 years ago

    by mandy

    Breathtakeing! It felt like every word you wrote was softly melted into the exact spot where it was meant to be. The opening stanza is my favorite part; very good visuals. Fantastic write, 5/5!

    -mandy :)

  • 15 years ago

    by Polaroid

    I felt that everything was brought together at the end, it was very nice that way. The message was clear, and the word choice brilliant, however your main idea slips away in a few spots, but like i said you tied it in at the end, which is important

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