They
climbed just the two of them leaning
on a staff
pretending to be old ones
They climbed up the peak
where they
had been forewarned
tickled to
laughter by the joy of life
Perhaps they were laughing as
they dropped
- softly as petals on eternal stone
Lost these many years - Now found
in this
ancient ivied-over pit
Their calls imagined - echoing
there –
wafting through the luminous
locks of
platinum hair sparkling
atop moon-silvered
bones
Sweet as talcum powders
Innocent as
the laughter
of children
climbing
Just the
two of them
Long ago and unafraid.
Your imagination took you to a place both joyful and sorrowful.
ReplyDeletehmmm.....nice. I liked it, too.
ReplyDeleteThey say pride comes before a fall...
ReplyDeletetickled to laughter by the joy of life...I want that!
ReplyDelete'sweet as talcum powders'..i can smell that..wonderful..after is a magical place..
ReplyDelete"softly as petals on eternal stone" - what a vivid line! Love the closing lines. Poignant.
ReplyDeleteThank you Sherry - that was one of my favorite images:)
DeleteLovely! This brings back wonderful memories of adventuring from my childhood!
ReplyDeleteIt is in our nature to want to turn that clock back. Luckily as writers we do, and sadly we weep more.
ReplyDeletePearl, this is so sad, yet filled with love. The lines, "luminous/locks of platinum hair sparkling
ReplyDeleteatop moon-silvered bones," just about sent me skyward. Like a myth that was meant to be, a love, perhaps, that had to end that way, in their prime. Love, Amer
Aww you sweet thang -your comment just about sent me skyward - Thank you -always an extra special thrill when someone like you gets what I was feeling while writing :))
Deleteohh, I wanted to clap my hands and giggle !
ReplyDeleteI like this part:
ReplyDelete"locks of platinum hair sparkling
atop moon-silvered bones
Sweet as talcum powders
Innocent as the laughter"
Loved this poem! Amazingly descriptive. Definitely one to be read more than once. "locks of platinum hair sparkling atop moon-silvered bones...." Stunning!
ReplyDeleteThe perils! A friend lost her two children in the same climbing accident. Linked by ropes and clips, one lost his footing and fell into a crevasse, pulling the other down, too. Heartbreaking.
ReplyDeleteI was touched by your words...beautiful....
ReplyDeleteinside that bowl, I see the whole world