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I Don'T Believe In Fairytales

Like an evening sun I settle by the lake Wearing nothing but my thought as I recall your name. I recall last moments Green shades where we have been Your voice,a wailing flute playing in the wind. The sight of you- a mountain The scent of you -fresh rain The warmth of you- a bird nest Your eyes- Wishing sky-lanterns ...drifting far away. In this darkest hour,like a marionette I waltz without your whisper as white swans pirouette. The sound of rushing water still cascades by our cave Shards'glow from a bonfire once flickered on your face. The smile, the echoing laughter The raft,the night and day Concern,longing and loss Regrets and one more game. In silence,the shape of absence One bottle of champagne A toast to empty glasses Another fairytale. Reminiscing fond memories Indulging in the past Unsaid are all the answers to questions never asked. Just a poem.

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Tom Woody

Date: 9/18/2023 6:46:00 AM

"unsaid are the answers to questions never asked" and that first stanza, I can picture it in my mind. Fairytales may not be true, but dreams sometimes can be. Awesome poetry

Charmaine Chircop
Date: 9/19/2023 6:14:00 AM

Dreams can be true..and the truth can be dreams,yes Tom.Thanks so much for taking your time to read me..

I Am Anaya

Date: 9/5/2023 11:18:00 AM

You are a free-spirit, Charmaine, I can see the glow from the embers upon his face as I'm sure he saw in your beauty. How you compared the protagonist to nature just fabulous. And now that he is gone and just a fairytale to pine resonates with most ! Never just a poem, but another masterpiece. . . .~I Am Anaya

Charmaine Chircop
Date: 9/19/2023 6:13:00 AM

Thanks so much for reading and for your lovely comment.

The Situation

Date: 8/22/2023 2:39:00 PM

I'm going to publish it to my Favs. This is a model of what great poetry is. Not a word salad just simplicity is all that is needed. And it would be a stroke of genious it it were you and not your muse.

Tom Woody
Date: 9/19/2023 9:00:00 AM

It is her. She is as genuine as the sunrise

Damian Keady

Date: 10/9/2019 7:01:00 PM

Just a poem?... I think not.. But whatever the inspiration.. you have lots.... love the final verse as it reverberates with me, that could be a poem in itself.. All the very best to you and a big hi BTW.. DAMO

Kenneth R. Merrill

Date: 7/9/2019 4:56:00 PM

Bravo! I know what it is “to wear nothing but a thought.” I too have waltzed without a whisper, impatient for the dawn. I know as well the “shape of absence,” and I too have entertained memories—and with my finest china and a scarlet rose! So we watch in silence as the embers of a love dance in the dark—or we love again, warmed by a flame made new. Ken ;-)

Charmaine Chircop
Date: 7/12/2019 4:05:00 PM

Thanks for your beautiful comment and for your support.

Sammy Shaq

Date: 12/10/2018 2:39:00 PM

Absolutely breathtaking, but I could not help but stop and itch at the word, "wailing". to wail: a prolonged high-pitched cry of pain, grief, or anger. Did you purposely use wailing? Just a question. Hope you don't mind old friend.

Charmaine Chircop
Date: 12/10/2018 3:20:00 PM

Thanks for all your comments on my poems Sami...Yes I used the word wailing on purpose...I was thinking of painful sound caused by grief,loss and pain..:)..I really dont know what mood I ws in when I ve written this :)..So glad to see you back on ps Sami..even if Im on and off here...Glad to have you home..Welcome back :)..and thanks for your input re my simple verses.Greatly appreciated.

M. L. Kiser

Date: 9/12/2018 5:31:00 AM

Very beautiful; especially the following lines: "Your voice,a wailing flute playing in the wind." "Your eyes- Wishing sky-lanterns" A truly enjoyable read; well done.

Charles Messina

Date: 9/7/2018 10:55:00 AM

Belated Congrats, Charmaine. No, not just a poem. A wonderful creation of words you have penned. If you don't mind, I would fill those empty glasses and share a toast to you, to your excellent write. Charlie :)

Ryan Hughes

Date: 9/7/2018 10:04:00 AM

Shit, thats near flawless!! A great explosion u masterfully controlled, good example of the mesmerising power vulnerability can generate

James Peranteau

Date: 9/4/2018 5:30:00 PM

"Just a poem" ? My dear poet, your words are illuminating! Miss ya girlie...Much love, james

Kishan Sharma

Date: 9/3/2018 10:16:00 PM

Nice one

Judy Konos

Date: 9/3/2018 3:37:00 PM

As the old song goes, " Nobody does it better!" Enjoyed...Thanks...

Gordon Mcconnell

Date: 9/2/2018 10:39:00 AM

Lovely piece Charmaine, so romantic and touching. It brings the reality of life home, much better than fairy tales. Have a blessed day, Gordon PS: Glad to see you've returned to PS, I've also been away for many months but back today will decide whether to stay but still writing regularly

Sunlite Wanter

Date: 9/2/2018 10:10:00 AM

I put "his" face in your poem. So touching. I especially love these lines: Shards'glow from a bonfire once flickered on your face.

Ryan Hughes

Date: 9/1/2018 6:26:00 AM

I also could sense the longing, however, the was a haunting kinda tinge to the overall vibe of the poem, that kinda sticks with me and keeps playing...that soft dark music of nostalgia weaving its poisoned webs...loved the relaxed intensity of it

Lyric Man

Date: 8/27/2018 8:03:00 AM

One kiss and you would! Congrats on a beautiful write and much deserved POTD!

Eileen Manassian

Date: 8/27/2018 4:44:00 AM

Lovely and romantic...as always with a touch of longing. Thanks for your visit to my poet, Be Silent. I have been away but hope to get back to writing soon.

Silent One

Date: 8/26/2018 10:49:00 AM

I don't believe in fairytales either... This is nice poem, I do like the ending of it... Belated congrats on POTD..

Charmaine Chircop

Date: 8/25/2018 8:48:00 AM

Thankyou dear friends for all your lovely comments. X

Paul Callus

Date: 8/25/2018 5:38:00 AM

Generally, fairy tales have happy endings, but in real life we realize that it is hard to return to the past except through memories. Your reminiscing brings to life beautiful images and emotions...alas, only momentarily. Warm regards // paul

M. L. Kiser

Date: 8/23/2018 7:40:00 AM

A truly enjoyable poem; I especially like the line, "Your voice,a wailing flute playing in the wind."

Susan Gentry

Date: 8/23/2018 6:54:00 AM

Late congratulations on your POTD. This captured my attention from the get go and held my heart throughout. Reads well and is just perfect.

Shefali Chitre

Date: 8/20/2018 11:57:00 PM

Deeply touched by your poem Charmaine. Congrats on POTD. This one is Fav.

Susan Ashley

Date: 8/20/2018 10:24:00 PM

Returning with congratulations, Charmaine, for your well deserved recognition with POTD honors for your beautifully poignant poem. warmest wishes always.. ~Susan

Eve Roper

Date: 8/20/2018 9:34:00 PM

Perfect, Charmaine, congratulations on POTD