Sally Eslinger Poet Narrative

Devotion Poem Vantage Points

** Devotion Poem, VANTAGE POINTS **
(For Jim. #17 in Devotion Poem Series)

“I’m not a romantic,”
   you announced at the very beginning
With a side-flick of your hand
As if you might then stand
To exit…taking along your trail
Of cool colors — the blues and greens —
Too unwilling for any startling
By my sun yellows, tangerine  oranges 
Or my bleeding reds,
To disturb your eyes.
But committed to staying, you added,
“I’ve never been able to wink either,”
  demonstrating that disability as if
To say, “At you, I would if I could.”

Hypotheses and proofs, have 
  always linked
In your engineer’s character,
While crayons and ongoing arrows
   spread out through mine,
Which, like our colors, 
I thought were complimentary,
But now it appears you 
   might have thought 
   were just me being childish
And not about any inspired creativity, 
   from the other side of the brain, so
Alien to the light-green violets
On your side of the color wheel:
Where the palette of intelligence 
   has formulae —
Not unpredictable outbursts
Or random integers of emotion.

Once, you held me like the first
Glimpsing of a winking Venus 
   in the dusk
Presenting to all
Her prelude of heaven’s lights
To continue on through the night…

But now, paddling deep in
   an ocean of years,
I fear that you find me
Like a flicking bedside candle
Meddling in your wish to sleep…

While some galaxies 
   in my cosmos
Have darkened
With my own self-depreciation
   and decline
So like
Those stars 
   and dreams that have gone aging.
But inside,
My sun’s risings and settings
Still glow blessed 
With vibrant, surging color…
Wishing to be held by 
   your morning’s horizon-blue eyes.


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(c) sally young eslinger 3/22
Thanks be to God

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Anitha Jayasankar March 15, 2022 at 7:01 AM Aw this is such a beautiful pen dear Sally... expressing your deep emotions of love and pain... Excellent... Have a blessed day... Hugs... ~ Ani Sally Eslinger March 15, 2022 at 7:04 PM Ani, my sincere thanks that you dropped by to read and comment. So glad this Poem touched you. Thank you for your supportive words. May blessings shower you as well! sally

Joseph P. DiMino March 13, 2022 at 4:21 PM I agree with Si: this is brilliant poetry! Up there with the best I have ever read. Phenomenal expressions! 'And not about any inspired creativity, from the other side of the brain, so Alien to the light-green violets On your side of the color wheel: Where the palette of intelligence has formulae — " Wow. So well done. You get a Fav! Sally Eslinger March 13, 2022 at 4:39 PM Sweet Joe, wish I could join you in a nyc pub right now. Thank you for your lauding/humbling comment. There were many tears before, during and after writing this. Hugs

Silent One March 13, 2022 at 1:48 PM now this is a brilliant poem on the journey or a relationship and love.... I love your use of language and how you described how your felt and how he made your feel... an excellent poem. Sally Eslinger March 13, 2022 at 4:30 PM Dearest Silent, this is wrought from the painful depths that moved me to quit writing poetry for 35 years…passion…the intensity in love, I suppose. Thanks for reading, your comment & being my brother in poetry!