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wanderlust



nightfall:
its dusky petals
cover the garden arbors

miniature wands of light

gloss the walkway

 
a bench is empty of people
but taken with restlessness

my mood is filled with climbing roses,
rambling vines
and the wayward seeds of flowers


 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

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  • Swan song gold member
    November 29
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    my mood is filled with climbing roses,
    rambling vines
    and the wayward seeds of flowers

    awesome way to close out a poem

  • a n e s t h e s ia
    November 24
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    Your subtlety is always amazing. You say exactly what needs to be said; the result unerringly beautiful and universally, deeply effective.


  • Just Mercedes
    November 1

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    I like this poem very much - the imagery is beautiful, but I respond more to the mood of restlessness which, taken with the title, and the climbing, rambling, wayward words of the final stanza, give me an acceptance of moving, maybe before it happens, but it is there...


  • Meroza gold member
    October 23

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    Naaw, what an adorable image your words leave me with. It makes my heart go fluffy and appriciate the nature and its beauty.

    Best wishes!


  • And Hyetal gold member
    October 11

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    This makes me smile.

    You write such happy love poetry, which is a great break from my heartbreak writes. I love the metaphor of night as a flower, and light as a paint (gloss).

    Beautiful.

    ~Cassie


  • LiMarie silver member
    October 10

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    Well yes it seems it's all been said before my arrival, but I gotta add mine . Gorgeous, such a breath of air.. the last stanza, brought a smile as I felt your mood. Just a perfect little gem of a piece from beginning to end, wonderful use of imagery, so glad as always to have the good fortune to read you..


  • silverfish
    October 6

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    i can't help but think that the empty bench in stanza three will -- in the restless light of a new day -- be filled with people in love. the question is whether we are looking backwards, as you seem very reflective in this poem, or forward with new beginnings that grow, like hope, from wayward seeds. or . . . or, you are a sucker for the seductive romanticism of nature in your own backyard -wonderingfish

  • Yvette Champ
    October 5
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    Just dropping by to revisit the bench empty of people but taken with restlessness...


  • ariazephyrzoe gold member
    October 5

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    my mood is filled with climbing roses,
    rambling vines
    and the wayward seeds of flowers

    I like this part

    everybody loves the gloss walkway
    I love that too

    I love everything honestly


  • Loveandblessings2u gold member
    October 5

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    WoW looks as if everyone already said, all that could be said, about this very lovley piece of poetry. Except I really don't think that you know just how good you are. Your talent is truly a gift.
    Perfectly penned again, my friend.

    Loveandblessing2u & yours always
    Joyce


  • Dalaney gold member
    October 5

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    "my mood is filled with climbing roses..."
    i so admire you, Tara. Love, Lane


  • Sonja
    October 5

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    Another of your perfection dear friend. Nice pictures and feelings within each line of this poem. Great.
    ~Sonja~


  • Grunts Girl
    October 5

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    the first stanza makes me feel shrouded.. like i am the arbor needing a night or day out...
    the next section led me to a window... watching and wishing ... they are miniature because being in darkness - i can only handle so much at once...
    the bench holds spirits of all who have visited and like me become restless
    and then i loved the beauty you added with the roses- such a delicate flower to choose
    rambling vines... for yes she may be fragile and precious but she has her ways about her that want to weave themselves into other people... and part of her already has
    and then it is like i see her burst through the doors...floating on the winds like the seeds to grow and become

    I adored where this took me- even if it wasn't where you went writing it..

    thank you for taking the time to read me and leaving such a wonderful comment


  • notorious
    October 4

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    Love the title, obviously. It makes me want to wander and play with unicorns, LoL.

    This is what I'd call "pretty writing", but not the shallow kind of pretty writing w/o meaning...this is depth AND prettiness combined--rare much?!!!

    Nice.

    Love your diction, especially 'nightfall' and 'dusky'.

    "gloss the walkway"
    Couldn't help but think of a runway here... Especially with 'gloss'.

    "a bench is empty of people
    but taken with restlessness"
    The best 2 lines of the poem.
    Amazing--what an observation full of insight.

    Loveth this poem. !

    Jessica

  • knotty
    October 4

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    I have not read many of the poems in the 'popular' section of this site, but the sensual woman-written themes like your Wanderlust seem to be very popular. I can see why. You, the poet, know how to show me, the reader, the subtle curves of love that take us so close to the cliffs of lust. Thank you for your guiless art.


  • markgrif gold member
    October 3

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    very nice

    a bench is empty of people
    but taken with restlessness - powerful

    Enjoyed reading


  • zochit2me gold member
    October 3

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    This has a mystic feeling to it when you begin...
    and what a beginning it is!!! You have this soft suttle way of conveying imagery that I envy...in a good way .

    I love the second stanza...
    miniature wands of light
    gloss the walkway...like moonbeams raining down to light the way - Sigh...

    and the rest gives me a feeling of restlessness, the need to sew wild oats so to speak...in a calm and serene way of course.

    I do think this is one of your best Tara. Alot of thought went into these few words so well placed so as to bring the reader into the moment...

    Yeah
    good stuff for sure.

    no bullshit either, just plain truth.

    ♥Becky♥


  • MJ Donnelly gold member
    October 3

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    Oh Tara, the imagery is exquisite, and the voice is very sensual.


    Lovely penning dear friend.

  • Virgoan
    October 2

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    i was thinking of the same title a few days ago at home. stumbling in your page and this piece makes me smile.

    'a bench is empty of people
    but taken with restlessness' - *sigh*

    i can feel the moon watching this moment ardently.

    Nice to be here in AP again. Thanks for sharing.


    HENSLEY


  • MariGoes silver member
    October 2

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    Such a well written poem with excellent imageries.
    You my dear one, are sooooooooooooo good!

  • Yvette Champ
    October 2

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    I am never sure I am able to convey how much of an impression you skillfully make on the page, you weave imagery and emotion with such softness yet leave a firm impression. Not another word needed nor any that are superfluous, a tasteful treat of a poetic interlude.


    Simply wonderful but nothing simple about it.


    Kudos.



  • wordsmith gold member
    October 2
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    This work is exceptional. Your poem will no doubt fill many benches with the restless people.


  • Pure Thought silver member
    October 1
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    NOthing I can add that hasn't already been said. So I'll take it all to the power of 10.


  • kaibab silver member
    October 1

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    I feel the elevation rise
    from word to word in sun
    surmising trust
    that creative thought is endless wind,
    caught in hand, as tiny sparrow...so lovely Ms. March


  • Jersene gold member
    October 1

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    This is wistful...Your imagery is stunning, and so fitting to the emotion. The last two stanzas are my favourite. Lovely penning


  • faderman1959
    October 1

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    This speaks to me of longing and need. Such lonliness! Searching for love. Beautifully written my friend!


  • Namita
    October 1

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    "a bench is empty of people
    but taken with restlessness"

    Wow. Now that is what I call a PERFECTLY BEAUTIFUL IMAGE. The images in this are truly very magical. Wonderful poetry, Tara...

  • SilentMoonlight
    October 1

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    Beautifully written; this makes me think of walking through back roads at dusk in the fall when its to cold for anyone else to come out but not cold enough to keep you inside. I've always been a lover of all thing beautiful so this poem really made me smile.

    Great job!

  • Thoughts-of-Soloman gold member
    October 1

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    So vivvid, being in a pleasant friendly garden on the outside... and inside:

    'my mood is filled with climbing roses,
    rambling vines
    and the wayward seeds of flowers'

    ... making us share being there. A time taken 'out', to dream and contemplate tastes and possibilities.

    Wonderful!

    Sol


  • Yellowdogpoetry gold member
    October 1

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    'a bench is empty of people but taken with restlessness" love this imagery, and the emotional connection that presents itself for the reader, I get the author's urge/need to move through this beautifully set mood.

  • Nangaleema
    October 1

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    lovely. i love that you used the "wayward seeds of flowers" to describe a feeling of restlessness - so expressive and unusual.
    "supernatural power" after "white wands" seems unneccessary, redundant. feels like the stanza would make the same point without it. but all in all this is very vivid. a great read. - Mary Jo


  • Kiran silver member
    October 1

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    Your use of imagery is stunning! Absolutley beautiful! I loved the language in this piece.


  • Cat gold member
    October 1

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    this is really lovely
    love, love, love the final stanza- i wonder about the second stanza.. supernatural powers feels more telling than showing in a poem rich with imagery...
    perhaps: miniature white wands
    gloss the path (love gloss the path)
    ...

    just a thought.. wonderful setting and scene

    m


  • Nicolette gold member
    October 1

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    Excellent use of metaphor here, Tara! I loved "gloss the path" and the way you've applied the word here. And the "restless bench" is wonderful too - well, so is this entire poem. Loved it!!



    ~ Nicolette


  • Tennessee-Joe
    October 1

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    ~nightfall:
    its dusky petals
    cover the garden arbors` I think this is so much better than saying nightime.
    This grabs the reader and pulls us into the rest of your wonderful words.
    Joe


  • Peteskid gold member
    October 1

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    Imagery so well done, wondering and wandering thoughts... the 'here' and 'out there' sides of us...wonderful... PK


  • arafura
    October 1
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    Excellent. Wonderfully penned poem that caresses the senses.


  • balenciaga
    October 1
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    so beautiful...

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