The bud breaks,
The mother sings
of love and innocence.
The child grows.
knows other songs …
the days of innocence
hopes may flower
a kiss of time.
let each and every one
sing long and loud –
From ‘Memories, Moods, Reflections‘
10 thoughts on “Gifts”
Thank you, Jacydo.
Lovely Dafydd. Thinking of my friend as I read it
Thank you, Paul. Those are words I can really appreciate.
Stylistically, I love the symmetry and the apparent simplicity of style.
Thank you, Roma. That’s a nice analysis; I can see that you know poetry very well.
Hyfryd Dafydd, poetry I can relate to.
Diolch yn fawr, Anthony. Thanks so much for this comment.
I like the circular narrative of this poem. It begins with ‘innocence’ and ends with the ‘terminal’ kiss. The kiss of life which ultimately is the kiss of death. Nice contrasting imagery and mood. The poem reads smoothly and the poet’s words are precise. What more can you ask from a poem?
Thank you, Michael. What led me into this poem was the sudden realisation of the ‘oppositional symmetry’ of ‘germinal’ and ‘terminal’.