What must it be like for him to watch her. To him, she must be the epitome of (to use a mod term) togetherness, the perfect example of a childhood grown in fertile soil, watered, nourished, shined upon by the loving faces of her parents, and though he knows that there has been in her life as there is in everyone's times of grief, times of fear, times of disappointment, times of heartbreak, she has supported and loved him, brought him forth as far as she can from darkness into shade, to him she must be...just as he speaks of here. Pour me your hue....Wash me your tone, endearing is this poem, endearing this developed, developing character all the more, not least the first 20-something words. Not just love, not just their togetherness for themselves, but alone or with her very much different from most, and there is very much a sense, beautifully written though it is, that she is the water to his flower and without her, he knows, he would wither. To have felt that fresh spring, to feel that liveliness, to lose it having known would be the harshest fate of all, but, and this is what I wanted to say one can only hope that the more glaze, the more rain, the more he will be tinted, un-erasably, the more his colours will shine, and balance they one day shall have, so that they might keel even, and forever.
The only thing I really wanted to say was beautiful!
I read your post before viewing my own...guess metaphors were in the air. As Ms Storm said, the impact she has made is obvious. But poetry is such a romantic way to honor someone.
Bel, Em has become everything to Trev (they are two characters in my ongoing story, which of late has taken a backseat to the poetry). He lost her and won her back with his pen, or so it seems, a skill he didn't know he had. I think she will be pleased with this one. :-)
Ha, ha! Now I am even more impressed... Guess I have to spend even more time on your site. I noticed there was a story but failed to make the poetry connection. Tough to do as I return to work on Monday, but I will try.
Bel, best place to start is with the "Who's Who." The link is on my sidebar under the heading of "Story Stuff." Knock yourself out and ask if you have questions, but please don't try and start at the beginning. No one ever returns from that deep, dark forest. Trust me. :-D
Per your suggestions, I read the character summaries, and I checked out a few chapter links. The comments are stories in themselves. For reasons you may guess and others you won't, I'm glad I didn't know. But I am delighted to be on board.
Bel, welcome aboard. I've been blessed with fabulous readers who, over time, as you've pointed out, have engaged the story and commented beyond my wildest dreams. The Story would not be the same without the interaction, playful flirtations aside, for readers often see things in the chapter that I didn't, thus adding a depth for me and others that would have not been there otherwise. Feel free to ask questions. :-)
Trev watching Em paint:
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Ahhhh, that's sweet. "RAIN ME YOUR BOW..."
Thanks Annie. :-)
What must it be like for him to watch her. To him, she must be the epitome of (to use a mod term) togetherness, the perfect example of a childhood grown in fertile soil, watered, nourished, shined upon by the loving faces of her parents, and though he knows that there has been in her life as there is in everyone's times of grief, times of fear, times of disappointment, times of heartbreak, she has supported and loved him, brought him forth as far as she can from darkness into shade, to him she must be...just as he speaks of here. Pour me
your hue....Wash me
your tone, endearing is this poem, endearing this developed, developing character all the more, not least the first 20-something words. Not just love, not just their togetherness for themselves, but alone or with her very much different from most, and there is very much a sense, beautifully written though it is, that she is the water to his flower and without her, he knows, he would wither. To have felt that fresh spring, to feel that liveliness, to lose it having known would be the harshest fate of all, but, and this is what I wanted to say one can only hope that the more glaze, the more rain, the more he will be tinted, un-erasably, the more his colours will shine, and balance they one day shall have, so that they might keel even, and forever.
The only thing I really wanted to say was beautiful!
To be watched in that way; to be written of as he writes of her; to be the world entire to another, as Em to Trev, on Bravo.
To be. :-)
It is thoughtful of you to share your muse with the rest of us.
Bel, I do believe in sharing. :-)
I read your post before viewing my own...guess metaphors were in the air. As Ms Storm said, the impact she has made is obvious. But poetry is such a romantic way to honor someone.
Bel, Em has become everything to Trev (they are two characters in my ongoing story, which of late has taken a backseat to the poetry). He lost her and won her back with his pen, or so it seems, a skill he didn't know he had. I think she will be pleased with this one. :-)
Ha, ha! Now I am even more impressed... Guess I have to spend even more time on your site. I noticed there was a story but failed to make the poetry connection. Tough to do as I return to work on Monday, but I will try.
Bel, best place to start is with the "Who's Who." The link is on my sidebar under the heading of "Story Stuff." Knock yourself out and ask if you have questions, but please don't try and start at the beginning. No one ever returns from that deep, dark forest. Trust me. :-D
Per your suggestions, I read the character summaries, and I checked out a few chapter links. The comments are stories in themselves. For reasons you may guess and others you won't, I'm glad I didn't know. But I am delighted to be on board.
Bel, welcome aboard. I've been blessed with fabulous readers who, over time, as you've pointed out, have engaged the story and commented beyond my wildest dreams. The Story would not be the same without the interaction, playful flirtations aside, for readers often see things in the chapter that I didn't, thus adding a depth for me and others that would have not been there otherwise. Feel free to ask questions. :-)
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