Tuesday, 25 August 2015

Enough







Maybe it’s no longer about
watching coloured buntings flutter on
buildings, no more rushing out
and coming back to youthful haunts


speckled with scents of night jasmine,
fallen in the dark hours before dawn;
no more about where the trips begin
and where they end, which lines are drawn


and which left broken and blurred;
It’s enough that you are upon
this pebble-strewn path, anchored
by wind and earth and these watersongs.


Enough that it’s your hand just above
me, stretched out in silence and in love.



Back to being my usual mouse- and couch-  potato self and happy to be back :-) 






18 comments:

  1. Glad you are back and reaching for the flowers of words!

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  2. Hi Nila - welcome back ... and settling back into the normality of life - where the imagination can wander off to new pastures, old grasslands with plenty of tales to tell, beautiful meadows burgeoning with ideas ... take care and cheers Hilary

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    1. old grasslands with tales to tell - they are really my favourite kind of place! :) great to see you here Hilary!

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  3. Great to read another great piece Nila. Funny the connotations words carry--I saw 'Enough' and sort of expected a rant, although that's not you. So I thought the poem was especially meaningful. Loved how you wrapped it all up in the last 2 lines: 'Enough that it’s your hand just above
    me, stretched out in silence and in love.'

    Denise :-)

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    1. Are you saying I don't complain enough? :-)) Maybe I should try poetic rants - tough job though :-)

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  4. Having an attitude of gratitude means to live your life from the perspective of being grateful for everything that is.
    Love this!

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    1. True that...and acceptance certainly makes life easier generally...less panic inducing :)

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  5. Welcome home!
    Lovely, your writing is like that sigh when you first open that door after a long trip. Glad to be home, to be settled! Beautiful!

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    1. Thank you! that's quite the loveliest compliment!

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    1. Thank you..glad you enjoyed the verse.

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  7. Truth rattles many sabers
    With words such as “it’s enough”
    For as ones eyes see within their own
    hearts no outer vision matters
    “It’s enough” is our warm blankets
    On those cold winter nights of life



    You are back with words touching our inter souls

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    1. Truth rattles many sabres...it does indeed! liked that line enormously...'it's enough' can be so many things depending on how you say it..

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  8. I'm in love with your poetry, and the people who've commented certainly have a way with prose. You're inspirational!

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    1. Glad you liked the poetry...and the comments. Thanks

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  9. This is so pretty! It reads so fluidly :)

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