FrasMac Posted December 5, 2018 Share Posted December 5, 2018 Eggs The white dove flew from our plimsolled feet, leaving two perfect white ovals behind, twigged in the ancient ivy. The white dove watched as our curious hands lifted her embryos up to the sun, looking for shadows beyond innocence. There was one. The white dove watched as our footsteps went on, leaving the young to the decisions of time. 5/12/18 Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
badger11 Posted December 10, 2018 Share Posted December 10, 2018 Intriguing, but I'm not progressing to an understanding. Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
dr_con Posted December 11, 2018 Share Posted December 11, 2018 Nice write. Progress from finding a white dove nest, 2 eggs, looking for a chick, finding one entombed, moving on.... Clear, to me, yes? Quote thegateless.org Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
tonyv Posted December 13, 2018 Share Posted December 13, 2018 I do appreciate @dr_con's careful read -- thank you, Juris, for the Cliff Notes! -- without which, due to my own inept reading, I might have missed how well-written this is. It is pleasing, compact and profound. Tony Quote Here is a link to an index of my works on this site: tonyv's Member Archive topic Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Tinker Posted December 21, 2018 Share Posted December 21, 2018 I enjoyed this poem, the imagery, the progression. I did read the comments which affirmed my understanding. The poem is controlled and well crafted. I loved: "leaving the young to the decisions of time." ~~Tink Quote ~~ © ~~ Poems by Judi Van Gorder ~~ For permission to use this work you can write to Tinker1111@icloud.com Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
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