On Sorrow's Wings

If I could live one day again, I'd choose that day so fair
      Our walk among the jaded trees, in dappled shade, a blanket spread
You picked among the meadow grass, the flowers for my hair
      The earth was fresh with dampened grass, our tender flowered bed
You told me then, that day our love to never more forget     
       Two hawks, they watched while circling 'round, so high above our heads
We languished there, 'neath faded skies, two hearts with no regrets
       The folded clothes, which lie nearby, no words between us said
Your eyes on mine, your hands, your touch, like petals in the wind
       But day must end, a bitter cry, like seeking hawk who preys
We gently kissed, as shadows fell, unseen as clouds rolled in
      A hawk in flight came swooping down, and carried it away

I turn to you in midnight's dream, with anguished breath I weep
               The dream is gone by morning light, while death stalks mine to keep





Resubmitted for Matt Caliri's contest "New Terrains"
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Bellefleur Avatar
January 28, 2009 at 1:53 PM
lovely and romantic Carrie - I can relate to what you wrote with a lover who is now deceased, but we cherish those days, don't we?
Augustus Avatar
January 23, 2009 at 12:56 PM
Both a lovely and sad image; but an awesome poem. Great passion written softly and beautifully.
Harrington Avatar
January 22, 2009 at 7:45 PM
oh, honey this makes me hurt. one day only the good part will remain. the power of your words are awsom and i applaude your poem. luv, janetta.
Foulk Avatar
January 21, 2009 at 11:39 AM
such a beautiful and touching poem. thank you for reading my always together. i wrote this after seeing them sleeping so close together, everywhere they go they do it together, they are very close.
Ehigiator Avatar
January 20, 2009 at 9:44 PM
Carrie, this was simply astonishing, deep and sad at the same time but beautifully written and expressed with the most wondrous imagery. Awesome poem!! Thank you for your comments on my poetry..God Bless *Love Tyesha
Buys Avatar
January 20, 2009 at 10:56 AM
Simply awesome, well written and tugs on the heartstrings. You've outdone yourself with this one. Well done. Love Heidie
Higgins Avatar
January 20, 2009 at 10:10 AM
You have just given me the ultimate compliment. My heart will flutter whenever I think about you doing that Carrie. You are an awesome woman..I mean that.
Degenhardt Avatar
January 20, 2009 at 8:48 AM
This is simply amazing! Love the tone that is created as well as the imagery and style of the write. Excellent! Michael
Reynolds Avatar
January 20, 2009 at 2:42 AM
Amazingly beautiful, but so sad! Sigh, and such is the truth of life, definalty a winner, this is beautiful. :) love, Kristin
Strand Avatar
January 20, 2009 at 2:24 AM
Thank you for supporting my contest Carrie Rgds Brian & thanks for your welcome comments
La France Avatar
January 19, 2009 at 7:49 PM
This is so beautiful..I just love it.. filled with emotion and depth..and thank you so much, for your comment on my poem Dad's Workshed, I was so surprised to have it chosen for the feature poem this week..
Gass Avatar
January 19, 2009 at 4:26 PM
Oh my, Carrie, This is one of the most beautiful sonnets I have ever read. It s perfect and a definate winner. Awesome poem! Love, Robin
Payne Avatar
January 19, 2009 at 1:56 PM
wow this is such a wonderful story written so beautifully. Good luck in the contest! Blessings, ~Michaela~
Winter Avatar
January 19, 2009 at 12:58 PM
Oh so beautifully written! I was hoping for a happier ending but the title did give me a clue. There is no doubt you are soooo very talented and that this will be a winning poem! Good luck Carrie! Love, Shar
Higgins Avatar
January 19, 2009 at 10:43 AM
Carrie, I hope you believe me when I say this is just wonderful. I love the title and then I am drawn into this picture, sitting and watching the love painted amongst the meadow grass. The folded clothes, jaded tress, sweet words that helps make this poem shine like gold...I won't focus on the dream going away because that breaks the mood for me..lol..great work.
Ginn Avatar
January 19, 2009 at 9:31 AM
And a beautiful sonnet it is Carrie. Nothing but pure love in each word. Laurie
Kelly Avatar
January 19, 2009 at 8:53 AM
Ohhhh what a story !!! Great rhyming flow , Carrie ....
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