Enfin

(from archived material)

let it be
let it go
let it melt
like winter snow

did you know
she once adored you
though she didn't
tell you so

yes indeed she prized
you dearly
more than trees
more than flowers
more than falling crystal raindrops
as they fell in summer showers

more than rivers flowing freely
on meanders to the sea
or the bees that court
sweet lavender
in purple passion seams

yet those drifting mists
at daybreak that obscure what's
going on and the chattering
of treetops brought a different
kind of song

along came nature's warning
as the waking sky grew red
all that loving turned to anger
as the hour glass was fed

with unwelcome doubts
at sunrise
with the whispers on the wind
it's all over storm clouds rumbled
it's all over storm clouds said

Reviews

[lightsong]

I can't believe it! Not only I just reviewed your poem using "let it be" but also more than one word/thought here I used in my new poem (still unpublished working on it). Something to admire, something not to be read and wander through it, but to feel it to the core... something this Petal wishes to write like it. your tenderness, your heart, your power, your courage and strength, all radiate with sheer magnetic beauty. yes my dear, one day, one morning, the heart will wake to know what it deserves is joy and love not tormentment. Sublime.. .

[Chris Shaw]

Thank you dear light song or petal as the mood takes me. My emotions run the full gambit from utter joy to misery and all that's is inbetween. It has always been that way. Thank you so much for this lovely review. Maybe we are on the same wave length at times:)

Chris

[lightsong]

I am very familiar with this twirl, sometimes it can happen to me in one day and drains me.

We have been in the same wave lengths before, and it seems today we are too 🌹🤍

[Lorry]

Why does feel so springlike when outside looks and feels anything but? Perhaps it is the setting of the start that seems to settle into nature's rhythm, yet nearer the end it shows how little of a say we have on nature's mood and that storms can build or come from nowhere. But they so far at least settle into a more sensible rhythm for us at least... most of the time. 😀

[Chris Shaw]

We learn so much from nature Lorry. Maybe we like to be reminded of soring when winter sets in. We are flooded out down these parts. Where does all that rain come from? It hasn’t stopped. Tears of a world in conflict maybe.

Chris

[Lorry]

Agreed. Been raining here so long our feet are beginning to become webbed. Now is about the only time I remember in the past fortnight that it hasn't been raining. Still puddles ecerywhere but the roads were dried out today, which is a first.
Im no longer sure if loch Ness is still our biggest puddle! 😀

[Chris Shaw]

You’ve had a reprieve Lorry. We haven’t. Just got blooming soaked again on a five minute walk to where my car was parked 🙂

[Thomas W Case]

Rough-hewn and aching, this rides the edge of memory and regret.
It’s the kind of heartbreak that smells like wet earth after the storm.

[Chris Shaw]

Aching, that is such a revealing word. Thanks Thomas for a fabulous review.

Chris

[W. Barrett Munn]

Elegant, Chris. Loved the rhythm you produced and the nice use of gentle rhyming.

[Chris Shaw]

Thank you Winston. Elegant is such a beautiful and generous description to receive.

Chris

[Michael Sun Bear]

Hello Chris. I love this! This is a different you, the poem feels youthful, quietly vibrant both with nature and with emotion. I just keep reading it again and again. The last two stanzas turn the mood to loss. Yeah, you know I relate to that. I am saving this one.

[Chris Shaw]

Thrilled you are saving this one Michael and that you keep reading it and you heard a youthful voice. I appreciate so much your thoughts.

Chris

[The Rock And Roll Cowbo..]

Ah , yes. Mother nature never lies, and will not be ignored. Fabulous poem.

[Chris Shaw]

Thank you Dale. You are so right about Mother Nature. Pleased yiu loved the poem.

Chris

[Dazmania]

This poem has your signature style. Nicely written Chrissy. I love that first stanza. Peace be with you.

[Chris Shaw]

Thank you Daz and for calling me Chrissy. You just took me back to my youth.

Chris

[red93]

Fabulous Chris and so very true to life and what can all too easily happen in relationships. Exceptional ✨️✨️✨️✨️✨️

[Chris Shaw]

Thank you dear Tony, your continued support of my poetic scribbles, much appreciated.

Chris

[Soren]

I love the way you wove an old saying of red clouds in the morning sailors take warning into the poem and its subject of relationship. So nicely woven that it seems pattern in the fabric it makes sense and follows its course. A really very nice poem of human nature our differences and how they bind us and keep us apart.

[Chris Shaw]

Thank you so much Soren for your kind review. So much appreciated.

Chris

[Soren]

You are most welcome Chris

[Ruth Martz]

Such a beautiful poem. Sometimes we regret what we didn’t do🙏🌹

[Chris Shaw]

Dear Ruth, I think you might be right there. Many thank yous for all your lovely reviews. I am loving all this attention. Have a great day.

Chris

[Ranger Kessel]

Great job on this. Well written with imagery and understandable and relatable

[Chris Shaw]

Thank you Ranger. Pleased you enjoyed the read. All the best.

Chris