Sara Jama Poet Free verse

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"May love be what you remember most.” Darcie Sims Written on May 5th, 2025 for Constance La France's 15 beautiful line prompt.

The Silence of Time

Within the first slivers of platinum moonlight, fireflies flicker.
Diamond dust from a bygone comet streaks by, piercing electric skies,
whilst a balmy August twilight enwraps an aging porch.
The gleam of a single candelabra casts light upon
harlequin-green ivy that tangles around worn banisters,
while primroses grow through cracks in the weathered stairs.
Creaking tones of oaken rocking chairs serenade hushed crickets.
Silhouettes of frolicking barn owls coruscate,
as the aroma of fresh peach pie floats along, synchronizing with the zephyrs.
Nostalgia-infused memories materialize, then vaporize like morning dew.
Your resounding laughter gets swept away,
like a swift current pulling transient sands of time with it.
Ephemeral remembrances are all I have of you now—
momentary glimpses through the Wheel of Time's mirror,
for it’s just the summer breeze rocking your vacant chair to and fro.

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Daniel Henry Rodgers May 5, 2025 at 8:13 AM Dear Sara, A wonderful evocation of nostalgia and loss. I love that it is set on the porch such a space rich with literary symbolism as a threshold between memory and the present, inside and outside, safety and vulnerability. I love how you conjure a world where fleeting joys and vanished voices linger like summer breezes. Your words are a wonderful sanctuary of memory, where even loss glimmers with tenderness. Spring Blessings, My Dear Friend, Daniel Sara Jama May 8, 2025 at 4:44 AM Thank you so much for the kind words.