Warmth of late August
Soaked into patio paving
Heats our tanned feet
You take my hand
Lead me back
To the shadowed lawn
Still compressed
Where we had been
Sculpting joy
The night before
A blackbird
(Hidden by heavy pink blooms)
Sang to us
Of eternal love
As Venus pierced
Night's deepening blue
~
n.b. NaPoWriMo 2023. Day 30 prompt: a palinode.
This poem, I hope, balances the sadness of shadows implied previously.
This link gives some background on camellias and related symbolism of this ornamental tree.. https://www.bloomandwild.com/the-meaning-of-camellia-flower
And so we move deeper into 2023, a year that feels to be moving as fast as any I have ever lived. Adieu x
CLP 30/04/2023
Journey of Words 