Stayed by your call from up the lane
I linger beneath the play of boughs
Until, breathless, my side you gain
All bright disdain for a warm brow
–
In your laugh you call up the breezes
And in your tread, seeds of content
Thus unconscious your spirit teases
My own staid and steady bent
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Then I dare not look at you, although
You are all that is nimble and lovely
For to dampen your sweet summer glow
Would mark me most unmanly
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Along this lane, let me walk apart
And speak soberly lest you divine
The longing written upon my heart
Perhaps betrayed within my eye
–
© 2012 Elizabeth Cook
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And I could imagine every word and every line play out… what a poem!! The imagery, the quiet reflection.. The beautiful, beautiful lines and the subtle rhyme.. I want your autograph!!!
Oh thank you so much, that is such a nice compliment! I am glad you liked it!
Lily
Loved it, Lily, loved it. 🙂
So beautifully written, I love this!! 🙂
Thanks! I appreciate you reading and commenting!
Lily
you have such talent, I can practically feel the breeze playing in boughts. Beautiful.
Thank you very much!
Lily
This is brilliantly beautiful!
Thank you so much!
Lily
Lily,
I saw that you liked my poem titled “Tree Bark”. I came to have a look at your blog, and this poem is really something. I enjoyed reading it. Also, my name is Lily, too! My real name is Lillian, but everyone including my parents have called me Lily since I was a little girl. I think it’s cool when you find someone that has your name, especially when it’s more of a unique one, and we share an interest in writing! Anyway, thanks for liking my poem!
I think the line “Her towel licks it up” is what really drew me in! And thank you 🙂
That’s neat – you have a better claim to the name though, my full name is Elizabeth! Amazing what can happen on WordPress
Lily
Honestly Lily, I really think you’ve written better that this…., I just can’t remember when !!! It was great. Magnifique!
Paul
And I really think you’ve made me smile wider than this… But I can’t recall when! Thank you, Paul 🙂
Lily
You make gentle contrasts work very well here Lily and lexically dress the most radiant stage to act out the scene. Delightfully written.
Thank you very much, I was thinking about 18th-19th century literature and the gentle contrasts in their romances; at least, in comparison to the way our romances are portrayed today!
Lily
Beautiful. I’m glad there are people like you who still write this kind of poetry. So much of today’s offerings are postmodernist rubbish.
Thank you 🙂 And while I’m sure there’s some reason why lots of people like the postmodern, I’ve never really gotten it… Maybe never will.
Lily
nice poem and title , but i didn’t understand this line “And speak soberly lest you divine” . What does lest mean?
Unless, in case; it implies trying to prevent something. He just doesn’t want her to know 🙂
Thanks for reading and commenting! Hope this helps.
Lily
So beautiful, I am awestruck.
Thank you so much, that is such a nice comment to come back to!
Lily
Very beautiful Lilly!! 🙂
Chef Randall
I’m glad you liked it 🙂 I really appreciate your visits and comments!
hi Lily
‘In your laugh you call up the breezes’
i love your poem, especially this line. very evocative imagery.
it fuels my imagination on this cold winter day.
thanks for liking my poem. i wasn’t yet prepared for primetime,
just started importing some of my writing and fiddling with the
templates and such. i ‘followed’ your blog and will check back
often, please keep writing. you have a wonderful way with words.
peace.
Thank you! I am glad that part of my poem could be cheerful on a winter day, that’s a lovely compliment 🙂
I wasn’t ready when I started either – just have to go for it! I really appreciate you following me, I hope that I can continue to be entertaining.
Good luck blogging! I will come by to check it out!
Lily
thank you Lily and you are so right about just going for it, often too much thinking gets in the way. 😉
as an ex painter, one lesson my favorite professor continued to tell me was sketch, sketch and sketch some more, which in writing terms i translated to write, write and continue writing. not everything will make sense to anyone else, sometimes it just needs to be written.
Sometimes it just needs to be written… A great way of describing it 🙂
Lily
it is the eyes that betray us
windows to the soul
revealing the desires that reside within the heart
I personally have a spotty record at concealing what I feel.
Those lines are lovely, thank you for leaving such an original comment! I really appreciate your visit 🙂
Lily
And I came back to this yet again… 🙂
I’m glad you enjoyed it that much!!
Lily