So softly speaks the voice of likened hearts
within a secret language all their own
each sideways glance, each upturned lip, each nod
or knowing eye, contented sigh expressed…
the finest orators cannot compare,
nor any poet’s adage set to rhyme
communicate~in stillness~words we share.
This intimate communion forged with time,
through many golden days and silken nights;
our syncopated breathing finely honed.
And still we’re far from perfect, you and I;
each silver thread and gentle crease well-earned…
with just one glance, the veil of time recedes
revealing what the heart itself has learned.
© Ginny Brannan June 2012
An unrhymed sonnet of a sort, as some lines do rhyme.
*For my husband, Ray.
Sharing at d'Verse Poets Pub Open Link Night #50.
Never be afraid to express what you feel in your heart, Gin!
ReplyDeleteOne, it's real, two, you've got the chops, and three, I'm told it's what poetry's all about.
You're brave turn here is great. Now, on to Love Poem #2 and on and on. :) xo
~ j
smiles...it is never about being perfect...though those moments seem so...when without words we can communicate everything needed to each other...and yes there is no real way to capture that...smiles...i imagine you husband enjoyed this...
ReplyDeletewhat a lovely and warm poem ginny..and yep..it's not about being perfect but in taking each other just as imperfect as we are...
ReplyDeleteI agree with Claudai, "a lovely and warm poem Ginny..."
ReplyDeleteThe last two lines are lovely, Ginny--they really have that sonnet feel, and I also like 'golden days and satin nights,' very elegant.
ReplyDeleteThe occasional rhyming and floppy meter sit oddly well with the subject matter, and the whole is a tender reflection on the familiarities which bind us together ....lovely stuff.
ReplyDeleteThe occasional rhyme and floppy meter sit oddly well with the tenderness of all this, where there's a lifetime in a look....I really liked this
ReplyDeletewith just one glance, the veil of time recedes
ReplyDeleteOH, this is stunning. Time recedes is so sweet here... not in the longing for a physical body or unlined face (although that has its benefits:) but in the knowledge of the time and memories shared. I know, especially when applied to our children, a glance is full of all the little moments shared.
This is perfect, whether it rhymes or not ;)
This really has a classic feel. The beauty of not rhyming is that the thoughts flow on and on, without any artificial stops. That really works for you here--all of a sudden, the poem's done, leaving me wanting some more...outstanding job on this, Ginny.
ReplyDeleteA beautiful love poem, Ginny...I find sonnets so hard to master, but you've captured it "So softly speaks the voice of likened hearts
ReplyDeletewithin a secret language all their own" ~ lovely :)
"with just one glance, the veil of time recedes
ReplyDeleterevealing what the heart itself has learned." ah so beautiful!
Beautiful...
ReplyDeleteThis poem hit the spot perfectly, so well put and so emotionally satisfying. Thank you for linking it again.
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