Etude Minor

[qimissung]

The clock stands still
except for the ticking
the morning, noon, twilight
and night of it
move as languidly as I
our daily burden momentarily
lifted,
like a hand pressed to a wound
healed, the blood flows, unimpeded,
downhill and up
we are warm and alive
a reflection in summer's
affectionate eye

Qimissung

[Buh4Bee]

I love it! I wish summer would last forever.

[PrinceMyshkin]

The clock stands still
except for the ticking
the morning, noon, twilight
and night of it
move as languidly as I
our daily burden momentarily
lifted,
like a hand pressed to a wound
healed, the blood flows, unimpeded,
downhill and up
we are warm and alive
a reflection in summer's
affectionate eye

Qimissung

Not so minor, friend, it has the flow of natural speech addressed to a trusted and loving friend.

[~Sophia~]

Qimy!... could it be that you are in love... lovely


our daily burden momentarily
lifted,
like a hand pressed to a wound
healed, the blood flows, unimpeded,

nothing heals like love!

[Pendragon]

A momentous poem, Qimi!

[firefangled]

This is wonderful the way you have conveyed so much of the intangible using such physical elements in almost every line. I like the wound simile.

[qimissung]

Thank you, my trusted and loving friends. :)