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Seen Through A Half Glass

Dinner was over an hour ago
Counters wiped clean, dishes are washed and dried
I hold my glass up to the light like a color slide,
and see the world, warped, and blurred through the half glass of rosy wine
It makes everything seem clearer somehow, and sobers my mind

From our long silhouettes, we sit on the lawn, and gaze to the mountains,
                    talking quietly, and sipping the pink chardonnay
                    Dark of the shade seems to drink up the light of day
                    Summer carols being sung by two mourning doves, 
                    are accompanied by a choir of crickets in the dewy grass
                    calling for reverence, in honor of a dying sun

                    Soft voices are lifted in still air
                    The pink light seems to paralyze time.

We have found kindness here, 
                     and somehow the grueling trials of the year
                     seem smaller than they did yesterday

Now the day turns toward the darkness
                     and we have rid our taste of the dry and bitter dust
                     of everything that has been said and done
The north wind shakes the trees
                      and the last leaf that clung so fast and tight
                      releases its grip, and disappears into the dusk
We shall never need to see where it lands 
                      for we  are  forbidden strangers to the dark

Let us remain friends with the light

Let us unclench our old resistance

And after we have finished the last drop of wine
                      we will turn, and go inside
                      and thank our stars
                      for the pungent taste
                      that yet lingers
                      on our tongues

                      in case
                      we might
                      that some years will harvest a bitter taste....




Copyright © Carrie Richards

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  1. Date: 7/27/2013 1:30:00 AM
    I don't want to talk about myself too much on your poem, but since my name is mentioned in your author's notes, I'll 'talk' a bit. I truly enjoy where you went with this poem -- capturing the "glass half full" analogy in your distinct way. A different setting of life experience(and the actual time of day), therefore a different sort of play between dark and light. Coincidentally, I love mourning doves -- for me they epitomize the entire theme. That might seem strange, but it makes sense to me. Even though my name is included in the footnotes, I am going to "Fav" this poem.

  1. Date: 7/27/2013 1:17:00 AM
    Firstly, thank you kindly for a certain comment you left on a 'certain' recent poem of mine(do you know which one I am referring to yet? You are clever, so you probably already do....if not, think: fascism lol). I fully realize the possible hypocrisy of venting. This isn't lost on me, just so know.

  1. Date: 7/18/2013 10:09:00 PM
    Carrie, Nice to see you on Debbie Guzzi, winning list...... Congratulations! Hugs* SKAT

  1. Date: 7/18/2013 2:39:00 PM
    I really liked the affects brought about by the page & line layout! You are so prolific, I never know it's you! Congrad's on your fine work taking a top spot! Light & Love

  1. Date: 7/18/2013 8:30:00 AM
    just gorgeous! my favorite image is the "choir of crickets," but there are so many wonderful images in this lovely piece.

  1. Date: 7/18/2013 8:05:00 AM
    Well Carrie, I just don't know what to say anymore...I have run out of words describing your poetry...Can't pick out a favorite line or phrase, nothin!...What am I gonna do? I noticed you mentioned (without mentioning it) the recent tragedy in your life and it is apparent that it has made you an even better poet than you were before...Some of your recent poems have a slight tinge of sadness about them combined with greater wisdom and deeper insight...Congrats of course - Tim

  1. Date: 7/17/2013 4:55:00 PM
    an explosion of both warm and chilled images on kinship... another gem that deserves laurels... congrats, carie!..:) huggs

  1. Date: 7/17/2013 1:41:00 PM
    Congrats on your winning work...Sara

  1. Date: 7/17/2013 12:03:00 PM
    " in case we might need proof that some years will harvest a bitter taste.... and some years will harvest a crop blessed by the sun". Memorable and sage observation, Carrie. Congrats on your win with this supper write. Love, Su

  1. Date: 7/16/2013 8:04:00 PM
    Wow, it's stunning poetry, Carrie, the way it meanders down in a procession of delectable images, big congrats !!!

  1. Date: 7/16/2013 5:22:00 PM
    Congrats on your win for your 2nd placement. Loved always, bl

  1. Date: 7/2/2013 11:06:00 PM
    Hello Carrie..' I am happy to have had a glimpse of your afternoon/evening and a taste of the season...and those gone by; in this rich piece of work from your discriptive pen..!

  1. Date: 6/30/2013 6:42:00 AM
    Seems you leaned into a Half Glass "full" perspective. I love the fragile balance maintained here. :)

  1. Date: 6/29/2013 7:11:00 AM
    Hi there Carrie..always morphing! Please change form to Free Verse BIG HUGS..great work! L & L

  1. Date: 6/28/2013 8:52:00 PM
    I really like this. I love the way you craft your words. Excellent job.

  1. Date: 6/28/2013 8:23:00 PM
    Oh gee..lovely, lovely. As usual.. BG