JoelJosol Posted January 19 Share Posted January 19 Her popping up a question, 'Do you still write poems?' is like opening up a path to a river that could lead into some falls, 'I still do' was my reply. I could hear the rushing waters off a cliff, as she moved around to peer at me asking 'Do you still write about me?' 'I still do' was my reply. 'All the words you wrote,' she said, ' and the love and passion in them, are for no other but me?' Yes, and they still do. I can see the rushing river towards the falls, when she asked, 'Will you fall with me once more to unknown depths?', No words are needed for a reply. (NOTE: This is the poem that dropped in my head one evening from nowhere for our upcoming 35th anniversary. Might need to tweak it still until the anniversary day.) Quote "Words are not things, and yet they are not non-things either." - Ann Lauterbach Link to post Share on other sites
gurunAthan Posted January 21 Share Posted January 21 Lovely! Indeed. Love flows like a river and dives into a cascade. And then, it dwells on the plains, and gushes up like a fountain, as the couple become more and more senior. gurunAthan ramaNi Quote Link to post Share on other sites
JoelJosol Posted January 26 Author Share Posted January 26 Thanks gurunAthan for the read. I am glad that you enjoyed it. Quote "Words are not things, and yet they are not non-things either." - Ann Lauterbach Link to post Share on other sites
tonyv Posted February 14 Share Posted February 14 Nice one, Joel. I'm glad you answered each question in the affirmative (and truthfully)! Tony 😀 Quote Here is a link to an index of my works on this site: tonyv's Member Archive topic Link to post Share on other sites
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