Luminous

standing at the window
she reads their love letters
to the universe
an infinite reflection
of who she was
staring back at her
as the colors of the moon
paint a luminous mural
across the room
the thought of him
comes flooding back through her
like it was just yesterday
and the goodbye 
hurts just the same
a promise once made
now 
just a bitter-sweet memory

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20 thoughts on “Luminous

  1. Really loved this, My Dear!! Bellissimo, start to finish but really loved the ending lines!! “it was just yesterday
    and the goodbye
    hurts just the same
    a promise once made
    now
    just a bitter-sweet memory
    😊💖💕🌹

      • Well, My Dear! Your appreciation and joy is good enough for me!
        I especially love “bitter-sweet memory”!! I love both of those words and the images they conjure up. Bitter-Sweet memories for me are usually accompanied with some really sweet ones too, Which is why the Bitter-Sweet ones are so emotional and hurt!!

        Loving to read your posts. I missed you, Sweet Poetess! Happy to have you back! 😊💖💕🌹

      • Yes, sometimes those bitter-sweet memories do just that. At times so comforting, but at times, just tearing you apart. Thank you so much dear poet, words and writing just can’t keep me away. 💕🌹

  2. The moon
    Bone white jeweler
    Looking down
    At this sapphire
    No monocle
    Back and forth
    It floats
    Is it envy
    That causes
    It’s sarcastic smile
    And all the while
    We put in all that toil
    In hopes
    Of a love to spoil
    Only to end in soil
    We can talk of pain
    In in that old refrain
    To fear not
    The sun will rise again.
    Is not to make a plan
    Only to savor the moment
    In that it happened at all.
    (end)

    Loved your poem, here is my response.

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