Poem -
My days
Up to this very moment
I passed through each and every
day of my life,
your hands have been bearing
the lion’s share.
Words of all breeds
came to tea,
while they tore down old walls,
built new
braces for the roof
and yet,
still in blue the wisteria
flows out into our garden
from an old tree.
Reading together, eating, sleeping,
each by our own work,
in a sense our own sentences
and still
we meet in dreams
deeper yet
than the stars
beyond the sun −
whose light seems younger
than our days.
Words there were,
are still born once more
as they touch hands
before going through the days
of our life.
Tomorrow will be
another anniversary.
Comments
I wrote this poem for my wife of 33 years (astrologically a Leo) without whom I would never have survived this long, on April 26th, 2020. We became a couple on January, 27th 1987 and still 'commemorate' this day each month
Beautifully crafted verse, welcome to cosmo
Hi, Simon, thank you for your comment - it makes 42 years of hard battle worth every second of it (started out writing poetry when I was about 18). And I thank you for your Fallen Soldier (I have an issue there... :-))
Touchingly beautiful John 💕
Thank you (and still I believe it does not express my love for my wife ...). She is my sea rushing in to quench the desert's thirst :-).
"...the sun - whose light seems younger than our days" (loved that line!)
Shalom
Thank you. My wife and I, we feel like we are married for the nth life together.
This is incredibly beautiful.
Hi, Amber, thank you for your kind words - most of the credit goes to my wife, who has put in a tremendous amount of work to straighten me out (and I help her in the same way). Finally feeling myself confident enough to publish my poetry is the greatest reward. I write the poems first in Dutch (and publish them on a similar Dutch website - after approval by two lectors) and then use my University background (English lit) for the fiorst time in translating/adapting the text to English, for all the world to read. 42 years of hard work/hard fighting finally pay off by allowingh me to put my babies in the world out there in the hope somebody enjoys it of even learns something...
Beautiful
Thank you
So much love felt as I read your beautiful poem. Welcome to Cosmofunnel
Thank you. She deserves every grain of my love, without her I would not have lived till 60 (and yes, I saved her in the same way). We got ourselves out of a deep marshland since meeting 34 years ago (basically on our wits :-) )