Reply Thu 11 Mar, 2010 05:42 pm
Emile

My statured friend, my draught of light
My mornings dream lays restful night.
My open door, not just my own bed
My chest you prop your delicate head.

I watch you swagger your timing is old
Age cant touch hearts brave of the bold.
Your white grey hair whisped with brown,
We rub our noses, i tussle your crown.

My duty daily we share this breakfast,
Bananas, grapes milky-tea we share last.
I get on my bike breaking first sweat,
I will bruise you will snooze, our day is all set.

Mid-afternoon, sun shine through the gap
Seeing me seated you climb on my lap.
I want to not move you, to stir or to shake,
Your breath softens on me, you no longer quake.

I wish to wash down your skin, you hair needs some soap,
But fear of a caught cold wind, of losing your hope.
Your inked eyes look straight up into mine
True love will last outside of time.

I try to shore, to expect and prepare,
Trembles my heart at the day your not there.
My friend, my companion even my partner,
We still have some sun some small ever after.
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Arjuna
 
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Reply Fri 12 Mar, 2010 08:33 pm
@sometime sun,
some small ever after. (To be a butterfly and live for only three days) My favorite word these days: darkling. Who is Emile? Thanks!
Transcend
 
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Reply Sat 13 Mar, 2010 11:10 am
@Arjuna,
I like the poem Smile

Your use of imagery is very emotive. The poem, though it has positive connotations throughout, seems to bear underlying tones of something not so positive. Almost a sense of loss, or anticipation of loss. Though the sentence "True love will last outside of time." brings about a sense of optimism for me.

Thanks for sharing Smile
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sometime sun
 
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Reply Sun 14 Mar, 2010 05:57 am
@Arjuna,
Arjuna;139198 wrote:
some small ever after. (To be a butterfly and live for only three days) My favorite word these days: darkling. Who is Emile? Thanks!

I'm surprised you forget, you are the only one i have told his secret to of.
I have an album full of pictures i have been aching to post, but cant or wont share him, he is mine, i am his. Some days i exist just because of him.
It is rare in life that you are in possession and possessed of something of someone you know you love and loves you unconditionaly.
Dependance is one of my danger words, but with him i dont care.

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Transcend;139348 wrote:
I like the poem Smile

Your use of imagery is very emotive. The poem, though it has positive connotations throughout, seems to bear underlying tones of something not so positive. Almost a sense of loss, or anticipation of loss. Though the sentence "True love will last outside of time." brings about a sense of optimism for me.

Thanks for sharing Smile

Yes i am losing him slowly as we speak, as you read this i am buying in favourite foods, setting up doctors, heating up milk, making him as decadently comfortable as there ever was a possible decadent comfortable departure.
I'm losing him and what scares me the more is that he is losing me.

But hey, true love never can die. No matter the breed.
The sun will keep on shinning, i just hope i can still feel it when he is gone.
Transcend
 
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Reply Sun 14 Mar, 2010 06:16 am
@sometime sun,
I'm sorry to hear that, please accept my sympathy.

Best wishes

- Mike Smile
sometime sun
 
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Reply Sun 14 Mar, 2010 07:41 am
@Transcend,
Transcend;139542 wrote:
I'm sorry to hear that, please accept my sympathy.

Best wishes

- Mike Smile

I can accept your wishes, i can not your sympathy, i hope this is not misunderstood.

He is my only duty.......................... above myself.....................the only task i know how to do well.
I will do him righteous.

Slowly seems to be going way to fast.
salima
 
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Reply Sun 14 Mar, 2010 08:34 am
@sometime sun,
sometime sun;139566 wrote:
I can accept your wishes, i can not your sympathy, i hope this is not misunderstood.

He is my only duty.......................... above myself.....................the only task i know how to do well.
I will do him righteous.

Slowly seems to be going way to fast.


some day maybe you will look back on these days as the best in your life, the ones that gave the most meaning and value. there is no joy or even love without some sadness...
sometime sun
 
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Reply Sun 14 Mar, 2010 08:50 am
@salima,
salima;139568 wrote:
some day maybe you will look back on these days as the best in your life, the ones that gave the most meaning and value. there is no joy or even love without some sadness...

True love never says goodbye.
To know love is to know loss.
(But never goodbyes.)
I accept these terms willingly and abley,
it just trying to be ready.......... that's the dificulty.
There is always more meaning and always more value one must work towrads.
If we didn't life would be meaingless and valueless, i just so happen to believe i am worth something, just about enough to know it is always worth more to just seek, even if i'm never found, the looking is enough for now.
To love freely is to never expect it back.
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salima
 
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Reply Sun 14 Mar, 2010 08:58 am
@sometime sun,
i think we can never be ready, no matter how many times it happens. sometimes it is a joyous, beautiful transition and other times it is abysmally painful and a long road before the best memories shine through.
sometime sun
 
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Reply Sun 14 Mar, 2010 09:06 am
@salima,
salima;139574 wrote:
i think we can never be ready, no matter how many times it happens. sometimes it is a joyous, beautiful transition and other times it is abysmally painful and a long road before the best memories shine through.

So we must pretend, we must fake it to make it.
I will smile on, i will shine down, i will not cry in his presence because the tears will come with him going and gone and i wont be ashamed.
He will know i'm singing to him.
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Transcend
 
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Reply Sun 14 Mar, 2010 09:09 am
@salima,
sometime sun;139566 wrote:
I can accept your wishes, i can not your sympathy, i hope this is not misunderstood.

He is my only duty.......................... above myself.....................the only task i know how to do well.
I will do him righteous.

Slowly seems to be going way to fast.


I completely understand. It was perhaps ignorant of me to offer my sympathy not knowing how you felt.


salima;139568 wrote:
there is no joy or even love without some sadness...


This is a very good point. I once studied a poem that encapsulates what you say here.

It's called Ode on Melancholy by Keats and can be found here
sometime sun
 
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Reply Sun 14 Mar, 2010 09:33 am
@Transcend,
Transcend;139580 wrote:
I completely understand. It was perhaps ignorant of me to offer my sympathy not knowing how you felt.

Dont discount it, you were the one who made me realise i and he did not need it, this is not ignorance, this is enlightenment. Thank you
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