Sunday, 20 May 2012

Of Happiness

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Of Happiness

Ebony hair stirs softly on a zephyr.
Laughter dances at the corners of emerald eyes.
Ruby red lips part to reveal a dazzling array
of almost perfect pearl white teeth;
and the world…... brightens.

They lie beside each other on the grass,
naked feet casually raised to the firmament.
Elegant fingers craft a daisy chain
which she places on his head with a giggle,
He holds a buttercup to her chin.

Four twigs tumble to the gabbling brook;
whoops of joy echo in the verdant valley
as feet patter across the bridge.
Eager eyes scan the chuckling water
and an excited young voice calls; ‘I won!’

Hands swing in unison, fingers entwined,
untroubled feet rustle autumnal leaves
as they flash gold, and red and tumble aside.
Two clouds of breath linger on the chill air
melding to one, as they fade.

With eyes closed he basks in the winter sun,
the scent of her perfume when first they met,
the ecstasy on the face of the new mother,
and the smile on her lined face;
as she held his hand and gently slipped away.

John Carré Buchanan
20 May 2012

4 comments:

  1. That's a nice one.
    How you doing John?

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    1. Thank you Liz. I have had a few good days in a row which is always a pleasure. I hope it is the same for you.

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  2. Truly a beautiful poem, I was able to imagine the scene as I read it slowly. Wonderful and nice post. (sorry if I commented twice here as the first one disappeared on me)

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    1. Thank you very much Rum-Punch Drunk. Positive comments like yours are very much appreciated. I am delighted that you enjoyed my poem. (As a rum drinker I like your name, it reminds me very much of the sun-downers I used to drink.)

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