Infinite
We stretched our moment
in that Ozark sun, a mirror
that fluorescent-lit our origin
in light. Reality perhaps was
finite, a time and space
of potential we reflected, each
to the other. But consider:
of hundreds and thousands
of possibilities the forever
that was just you
and I.
© 2013 Maureen E. Doallas
Tuesday, August 27, 2013
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I love this - I may steal it as an anniversary poem (but give you proper credit, of course).
of potential we reflected each to the other...love those lines...and hey i visited the ozarks last summer....
A very tight and concise write. I love how you keep all the metaphors tightly like, and the line filled with a pleasant tension. This is just too good. I appreciate good poetry like this Maureen. Bravo.
What a moment that must have been!
What a moment that must have been!
Precise and concise. The juxtaposition of words shade the meanings. This piece feels like a painting, and the colors pop off the canvas illuminated half in light, half in shadow.
So very mature, this lover's poem. A gift of words that would make any heart swell.
*Love
So lovely, Maureen.
Maureen, exquisite. But your words always are. Love this. I too want to share on my upcoming anniversary
such a lovely moment of you and I. infinite possibilities are possible.
thank you
Beautiful poem -I especially love the ending!
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