Apr 30
Gifts For the End of Day
claret-clear and constant;
and pull down the whispered-white clouds,
wrap them on my shoulders.
Round the stars sprinkled in the dusk,
baubles within your hand;
lay them around my narrow wrist,
a bracelet filled with light.
These gifts will be your best response
to my unsaid desires,
which lie sharp-edged between us two
in the gathering night.
Pamela Olson, 4/30/08
Emily Dickinson’s line, “Bring me the sunset in a cup”
is the prompt at Poefusion.
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Oh Pam, this is beautiful. I love it. Your words are so precise and your layout of this poem is perfect. Your story touches my heart. Have a nice day. This poem is my favorite.
This transports me to somewhere out there and lifts my spirits. Lovely!
This is a wonderful poem. I love the images of someone drinking the sunset while wearing the clouds as a shawl and the stars as a bracelet. Beautiful.
the last stanza’s my favorite, a beautiful moment in time
This is beautiful, and I love the alliteration going on.
oh i am in love with the visual on that second stanza!!!!!
Hello,
Your prompt of desert or deserted will be up Sunday at One Single Impression. Will you be able to provide a poem for the post? We’d need it tomorrow, if at all possible.
Thanks.
Lovely indeed! The stars as baubles is so imaginative.
takes me to a beautiful place…
I love this one, very innocent and pretty.
A poem to make you feel good. Enjoyed this.
Absolutely gorgeous! Well done Pam. I truly enjoyed reading (and re-reading) this beautiful work.
Great use of the prompt too.
Incredibly beautiful imagery – lovely gifts, indeed!
I can see this poem. Beautiful!
This is so vivid! I always look forward to your poems, and enjoy them!
..gently beautiful..many thanks..
Oh, that damned sword. The imagery here evokes Yeats’s “He Wishes for the Cloths of Heaven.” Such gifts can help close the distance between two–to a double-edged point!
Exquisite! I feel as though I have just been transported into every romantic fantasy I have ever had and never dared to have!
Oh, I can see why you would “re-gift” this poem for the OSI prompt this week. It merits continual display.
that i should know a bracelet as the one you possess… such a perfect gift…