Love On The Late

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Warmth in here
falls like wood
chips in the fire,
embers glowing,
fading, waiting
for a wind
to rekindle
and glow again.


No matter the age
of the coals. If
the wood is a bit
moist, we can
withstand that much
smoke in our lives.

The fire is the point.


No longer caring
about our ages
or the years behind
us, we stretch out
our hands to touch
the flame again.


Courageous as
hot love, subtle
with the willingness
to be singed, like

cave dwellers

we stand around

the warmth and believe

the magic.

 

allets
10-08-12

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b4i8islept's picture

Love it

I love this poem Lady A. If you think about it if it wasn't for old love there would be no new love.

allets's picture

Well Said b4i8islept. aka Roger.

Old love is close to my arterial schlerotic valentine that acheth and it loves jusst about everything right about now. It's nice to be filled with tender and passionate feelings at 62, I'll be absolutely dangerous at 65. - Be well, Lady a


 

 

SSmoothie's picture

I love this, wise words

I love this, wise words beautifully written as graceful and ladylike as the author! HugSS


Don't let any one shake your dream stars from your eyes, lest your soul Come away with them! -SS    

"Well, it's life SIMS, but not as we know it" - ¡$&am

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Young Smoothie, you old smoothie

Graceful is good for the later years, especially when another day brings me to the pages of poetry from such fine writers and believers - thanks for the comment, It makes me feel content - yours in writing~~~~~~~ Lady A


 

 

Morningglory's picture

Love it, Lady A!! ~lambi

Love it, Lady A!! ~lambi faerie


Copyright © morningglory

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Ah!

So glad you enjoyed. Old people can fall in love too. (smile) - Lady A


 

 

Astral_Tides's picture

This is amazing m'lady. Wow..

This is amazing m'lady. Wow..


"The stars awaken a certain reverence, because though always present, they are inaccessible; but all natural objects make a kindred impression, when the mind is open to their influence." R.W.E.

 


 

allets's picture

So Much Sentiment

I wanted to write love as a reality, the ups/downs sides...the risk, the joy. Be well, my friend, Lady A