Sentient

i remember standing there on the deck
the sun hadn't even started 
to yawn across the sky
yet there were splashes of amber
against the ebony backdrop of night
mingled with stars

i felt like i could see forever
and thought i saw it in your eyes
as you held me close

i didn't want to lose that moment
or see day begin and night end
but with every end is a beginning
and every beginning has an end
somewhere in time

even something as beautiful
as that or this can be replaced
but never erased from memory
of mind

every moment rises
like every morning's sun
sometimes it's beautiful
sometimes it rains

i can taste it in the rain
as a string of yesterdays
cloud my thoughts
and i close my eyes
resurrect us again
and see forever
momentarily




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Drowley Avatar
July 9, 2019 at 2:36 PM
Sandra, Congratulations on your win. I especially liked the last three lines! David
Hamilton Avatar
June 12, 2019 at 6:26 PM
This is amazing Sandra, a beautiful way you have with words!
Adams Avatar
June 12, 2019 at 7:52 PM
Thank you... hopefully my muse will keep singing, she seems to come and go in waves these days~
Dietrich Avatar
February 21, 2016 at 8:06 PM
hey, are you on your cell phone when you are here? Is that why you don't see the pictures I have with my poems? was wondering about that. Because you said at my last poem that you did not see the picture. Let me know if you can see it at a computer. You have me worried!!!
Adams Avatar
February 21, 2016 at 8:45 PM
no i don't comment from my cell phone, only time i ever go on through my cell is to read a response, i do everything through my computer...looked again and where the picture should be it just shows a camera...
B. Avatar
February 21, 2016 at 1:49 PM
Such a moving piece :) I love the line "Yawn across the sky ". Thank you so much for sharing your talent. I really enjoy reading your poems.
Andresen Avatar
February 21, 2016 at 6:46 AM
- Absolutely beautiful, Sandra ! - Best wishes for a lovely day - hugs // Anne-Lise :)
Lamoureux Avatar
February 20, 2016 at 10:32 AM
Wow, beautiful!
Dahlusion Avatar
February 20, 2016 at 9:18 AM
Lovely!
Mcdaid Avatar
February 20, 2016 at 4:16 AM
Deeply beautiful Sandra wishing you a blessed weekend pal
Vaso Avatar
February 19, 2016 at 11:18 PM
Simply very beautiful poetry!
Hicks Avatar
February 18, 2016 at 10:05 PM
I was about to make a comment, but I think Andrea took the words right from my mouth, with little more to add. To find the beauty in the simple is wonderful to me, and I love to read your inner mesh of feelings, nostalgia, and scenery all blend into something we like to call .... poetry! Well done, indeed.
Adams Avatar
February 19, 2016 at 10:12 PM
my feelings seem to control my muse but she usually appears more in my emotional times... hugs
Dietrich Avatar
February 18, 2016 at 6:43 PM
gosh, even down to the last line: see forever momentarily, this is constructed with finesse. I love the contrasts and how you use uncomplicated words to produce amazing imagery. that is your trademark!
Adams Avatar
February 19, 2016 at 10:10 PM
thanks this was the product of my brief romantic partner being in a coma and fighting for his life....hugs
Alter Avatar
February 18, 2016 at 10:39 AM
You had me with "the sun hadn't even started to yawn across the sky". Love the sense of intoxication with the moment.
Adams Avatar
February 19, 2016 at 10:16 PM
thank you....i remember those moments as if they were this morning, sometimes savoring a moment brings back the beauty experienced at that time to uplift a more dismal moment...hugs
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