10 Jan 2011

for alice, with love

a hope
a whisper in your ear
of something
truly glorious,
an open window
to another world
strange
and unsettling in
that curious,
half-smiling way
you and I
shared dreams,
and
love and loss
and nostalgia
for yesterday's clouds
and all around us
music
from your finger tips -
was that when I first knew
I loved you as my kin
you were playing chopin
I think it was then
or centuries ago

4 comments:

  1. I think this is my favorite of all your poems.

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  2. Oh Emily!

    I just happened to flick onto your blog and see this.

    You are so beautiful.

    I love you.

    Thankyou.

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  3. Oh wow! I adore this photo, but then yours words Emily! Oh your words are just magical x x

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