Patricia Cresswell Poet Free verse

There Is Not Time Forever

there is not time forever

cold took my hand as delicately 
as fine Irish lace
at my cuff
following the twist and curls
of nerve.
thoughts traced sparking bursts
sensations once felt 
again overwhelming, wait
ahead in a soft gauze of tomorrows.

begins at the ending
a path of conclusions
broken by obsidian reflections 
life that was but not yet
an armful of surprises pink and mauve
pots of i love you jam
keep mornings sweet
we are centred in a living kaleidoscope

I will be there in our valley 
green and lush 
filled by those who love us
the colours slightly paled
for without your light
all creation dims
I will wait for you again and again
if it takes one thousand years.

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Maureen McGreavy Pigeon Tart August 9, 2017 at 11:29 AM Have I mentioned before how much I love your use of language? :) Enchanting write xomo Maureen McGreavy Pigeon Tart August 9, 2017 at 5:14 PM *giggles* :) Patricia Cresswell August 9, 2017 at 11:36 AM Yes but it is always encouraging. I try to paint with words; creating a moment,a place, a time that will be recognizable to the reader. I am a magician transporting readers to experiences to which they can relate. Well actually a genie but I hate the accommodations.