Where a Magnolia Blooms
Coffee bean scent still fills the air
with each new sunrise in our log cabin.
My arms around me embrace the winds of winters gone
On every sky-night glass-panes glow in silent mist
Lunar limbs stream through bedroom blinds
reflecting shadows on empty sheets.
Star clusters shine 'bove velvet shores
Sand-wish away from my bare toes.
Another day,another month,another year
and other thoughts.
I can't freeze time or make a clone.
First magnolia blooms on a bare branch
Buzzing bees extract nectar from a moist corolla
Pastel wings flutter on melting icicles
Sunbirds return in a sweet song
But what is a song without the symphony
What is music with no slow dance?
His Hand-pressed petal still marks the chapter
between stained pages.
The dusty shelves recall my mind
recall my heart,recall my soul.
For the last time of many a time
these eyes would linger
Before leaves curl,before buds wither
Before moon moves on
and I let go.
Copyright © Charmaine Chircop | Year Posted 2017
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