Charmaine Chircop Poet Free verse

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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I Am Anaya September 5, 2023 at 11:18 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 September 19, 2023 at 6:13 AM Thanks so much for reading and for your lovely comment.

The Situation August 22, 2023 at 2:39 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.

Damian Keady October 9, 2019 at 7:01 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 July 9, 2019 at 4:56 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 July 12, 2019 at 4:05 PM Thanks for your beautiful comment and for your support.

Sami Al-Khalili December 10, 2018 at 2:39 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 December 10, 2018 at 3:20 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 September 12, 2018 at 5:31 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 September 7, 2018 at 10:55 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 September 7, 2018 at 10:04 AM Shit, thats near flawless!! A great explosion u masterfully controlled, good example of the mesmerising power vulnerability can generate

James Peranteau September 4, 2018 at 5:30 PM "Just a poem" ? My dear poet, your words are illuminating! Miss ya girlie...Much love, james

Kishan Sharma September 3, 2018 at 10:16 PM Nice one

Judy Konos September 3, 2018 at 3:37 PM As the old song goes, " Nobody does it better!" Enjoyed...Thanks...

Gordon Mcconnell September 2, 2018 at 10:39 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 September 2, 2018 at 10:10 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 September 1, 2018 at 6:26 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 August 27, 2018 at 8:03 AM One kiss and you would! Congrats on a beautiful write and much deserved POTD!

Eileen Manassian August 27, 2018 at 4:44 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 August 26, 2018 at 10:49 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 August 25, 2018 at 8:48 AM Thankyou dear friends for all your lovely comments. X

Paul Callus August 25, 2018 at 5:38 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 August 23, 2018 at 7:40 AM A truly enjoyable poem; I especially like the line, "Your voice,a wailing flute playing in the wind."

Susan Gentry August 23, 2018 at 6:54 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 August 20, 2018 at 11:57 PM Deeply touched by your poem Charmaine. Congrats on POTD. This one is Fav.

Susan Ashley August 20, 2018 at 10:24 PM Returning with congratulations, Charmaine, for your well deserved recognition with POTD honors for your beautifully poignant poem. warmest wishes always.. ~Susan

Eve Roper August 20, 2018 at 9:34 PM Perfect, Charmaine, congratulations on POTD

Lyric Man August 20, 2018 at 7:05 PM Charms.. You paint loneliness with a beautiful brush. The brilliant imagery of toasting broken dreams left such a heavy weight.. that I must at once read another of your writes more sanguine to recover!

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