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Behind the blameless trees
Behind the blameless trees
old fate slowly builds
her mute countenance.
Wrinkles grow there . . .
What a bird shrieks here
springs there like a gasp of warning
from a soothsayer's hard mouth.
And the soon-to-be lovers
smile on each other, not yet knowing farewell,
and round about them, like a constellation,
their destiny casts
its nightly spell.
Still to come, it does not reach out to them,
it remains
a phantom
floating in its heavenly course. ~Rainer Maria Rilke
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sharing poems in the Imaginary Garden. Please look up from your phone
and link up a poem. Then be sure to visit the offerings of
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Remember to stop by tomorrow as there will be a special open link, July 18, to commemorate the anniversary of our site: 2011 - 2018!
Remember to stop by tomorrow as there will be a special open link, July 18, to commemorate the anniversary of our site: 2011 - 2018!
Goodness, I'm first. That's a rare bird. Happy Tuesday!
ReplyDelete@Susie; Happy Tuesday!💞 Heading over to read you ☕
ReplyDeleteThanks for hosting, Sanaa.
ReplyDeleteQuick note: There will be a special open link tomorrow, July 18, to commemorate the anniversary of our site: 2011 - 2018!
@Kerry; YAY!💞 That's so exciting!💞
ReplyDeletethanks for hosting Sanaa :)
ReplyDeleteand well, here's something a bit different ... a little more "tooth" for a poem-prose piece, a bit of whimsy, a bit of oddity ... partly inspired by a few of the lines mentioned in the poem/tone of Rilke
and happy wording fellow Toads and travellers :)
@Pat; Thank you for joining us!💞 Heading over to read you☕
ReplyDeleteHere is something different from me - a love poem. thank you for hosting Sanaa! Hooray on the Special Link!
ReplyDelete@Toni; Hoorayy!💞 Heading over to read you now ☕
ReplyDeleteI wanted to try a one-sentence poem.
ReplyDeleteoh damn, forgot to remove the number 2 (from the tricune prompt). There is only the one this time.
ReplyDeleteApologies for being so late but I'm struggling with severe eczema, which is disturbing my sleep. I went to bed really early last night in the hope that I would catch up with some sleep - no luck and the itch is worse. I'm afraid any poems this week may be a bit morose. :(
ReplyDelete@Rosemary; No worries I got you!💞
ReplyDelete@Kim; I am so sorry to hear that 😥 please take care and feel better soon!💞