I Bring My Love Gifts

 

I bring my Love gifts in memory

Of our being together.

Sweet wines and nuts. Plump nuts,

Set, clean shelled, into wooden casks.

 

 

 

They say my love is new and that the fire

Will leave my veins.

Yet, once my thoughts lie on her

For longer than a breath

And I am caught in visions of us

Walking, as we did, through seeding grasses,

With the sun low in the western sky

And the seabirds returning to their nests

In the cliffs above the sea-tearing rocks;

Banking into the air; wing tipped on the horizon.

Flying out of the bloodied sun,

Screaming, with their wings ablaze.

 

 

And my Love and I walking in the seeding grasses

At the cliff top. Lost in the dead

Beauty of a day spent alone.

Walking in the cool and lemon anti-climax

Of the day; towards the road.

Dust puffs about our feet

 

And the night creatures moving

In the hedges and shallow ditch.

A movement in the air above us

And my Love leans closer as a late bird

Sighs overhead.


I bring my Love gifts in memory

Of our being together.

Melons and a silver dagger to eat

The crisp, white flesh.


They pack the melons in pine shavings

So that they will not spoil;

Sharp scented white pine.

And a length of Maltese lace

To wear about her shoulders

When she walks on the terrace in the evenings

I remember the terrace.

The iron grille and the geraniums.

The servants whispered in the courtyard;

The news was spread in the town

Before the rider reached the gate;

The marriage was arranged

Between our families.

My love and I stood on the terrace

And watched the dancing of the servants

Through the iron grille.

Step. Step and step again.

The servants danced. She wept.

Step and turn. Step. Step.

The ladies of the household smiled;

Remembered past marriages also.

She wept. She smiled.

 

She will wear the lace about her shoulders

When she walks upon the terrace,

When the evenings are cool.

And she will think of me and my returning.

                                          I will send gifts in memory of our love;

                                                     Sweet wines and nuts;

                                                 Melons and a silver dagger;

                                                 And a length of Maltese lace.

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WillStarr 5 years ago from Phoenix, Arizona

Nicely done!


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Twilight Lawns 5 years ago from Norbury-sur-Mer, Surrey, England. U.K. Author

Thank you, Will. I almost lost the will to live trying to stop Google and Amazon and a lot of "Rent a Tart" ads from pushing in and pushing the text around.

Thanks for being the first... I hope you're not the last.


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Shil1978 5 years ago

Ian, I love reading your hubs, but you already know that, don't you!! This hub is an excellent example of why I love your work. The writing is top notch as usual, but the use of pictures and the way the hub is set up adds to the experience. Well done :)


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Twilight Lawns 5 years ago from Norbury-sur-Mer, Surrey, England. U.K. Author

Thank you, Shil. I am always more than pleased when I see that you have commented on one of my hubs. It took me time to realise that pictures, if chosen carefully, can enhance rather than take the light of the work.

The poem is at least thirty years old, but I think it still works... You know your visits are always awaited with bated breath.


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Nellieanna 5 years ago from TEXAS

Totally exquisite from first to last line and all between! A palpable experience.

Yes, the pictures enhance it beautifully and I can see why my illustration of the girl on the balcony would fit it so well but those you've selected work together perhaps even the better. Your poem says more than just the girl on the balcony. You let the reader visualize it all with the aid of the well-chosen pictures.

This is surely your masterpiece, Ian. Thank you for sharing it!

Hugs - Nelllieanna

ps - the ads seem fairly non-disturbing.


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theseus 5 years ago from philippines

This is absolutely beautiful. I can almost see the characters of the poem move, what with you writing them vividly. Very, very good!!God bless you.


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Twilight Lawns 5 years ago from Norbury-sur-Mer, Surrey, England. U.K. Author

Thank you Theseus; it is always lovely to have you visit and to make such charming and gracious comments. You are always welcome.


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Twilight Lawns 5 years ago from Norbury-sur-Mer, Surrey, England. U.K. Author

The ads, now, Nellie have been tamed; but after a lot of grumbling on their part. But I won in the end. If it's a masterpiece, my dear friend, it is a masterpiece from a much younger person.

Stick around, kid, it's going to be a bumpy ride.

Joking really, but I have two or three up my sleeve that really show more maturity; I just hope they don't lose the lyrical quality that this has... or it's ingenuousness.

But regardless, thank you for the lovely comments. From a Lady Poet / Poetess (esoteric joke) of your capabilities and output, this is no mean or empty comment.


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Nellieanna 5 years ago from TEXAS

Well - from a sincere admirer who happens to be an esoteric Poetess, it is no mean or empty comment, I can assure you!

I look forward to the next releases! From more maturity, they are entitled to change some of the younger qualities, but THE QUALITY will be intact, I am certain!

I love that line from "All About Eve" - it was a great movie. But I'm crushed! I just found out that it says ". . . it's going to be a bumpy night." I wish I hadn't found out, but I actually watched a clip (no, several clips to be sure it hadn't been altered!) That was what she really said - ". . . night". Sigh. I suppose 'seat belts' suggests a ride and we have all quoted it to suit ourselves. Oh to go back to that innocent error!


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Twilight Lawns 5 years ago from Norbury-sur-Mer, Surrey, England. U.K. Author

We frequently read what we want to read; hear what we want to hear; see what we want to see.

Welcome to Ian's world.

This is so similar to me, in many ways.

I have what I have diagnosed as, "Selective Dyslexia" which is a condition in which I read what I feel should be on the page. I am an incredibly slow reader, and mildly dyslexic, anyway; but you would not believe how I read and interpret the prose and poetry of other writers. I always have to go over what I have read to make sure I really "got it right" first time.

I'm sticking with it being a bumpy ride... whoever heard of a bumpy night?


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kallini2010 5 years ago from Toronto, Canada

Beautifully written, Ian!


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Twilight Lawns 5 years ago from Norbury-sur-Mer, Surrey, England. U.K. Author

Thank you Svetlana, I'm glad you like it. I should start writing again, I'll be using up all my old stuff.

And how are you? I've missed you, my friend.


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kallini2010 5 years ago from Toronto, Canada

I loved it, it made me feel sad, though, because I realized that I have come a long way from feeling love as a romance towards more passionate physical connection. First came my marriage of sixteen years, more of a friendship - "I hate you/you are my friend" kind of style, then came dating and physical part of it and disillusionment.

But love? I might feel it, tenderness, desire for it, but no fulfillment. Not yet.

To tell you the truth, when I was younger I was never into poetry, I don't know why. Now I changed, a poem is like a sound, a song, a moment, a glance in a mirror...

I love this one by Johann Wolfgang Goethe (I love it much more in German, but there is nothing we can do, you and I should speak English to each other and to the rest of the Hub Pages Community). For the longest time, I believed it was as straightforward as it seemed, he found a flower and saved it. No, he was talking about the love of his life, about a woman.

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Found (Gefunden)

Once through the forest

Alone I went;

To seek for nothing

My thoughts were bent.

I saw i’ the shadow

A flower stand there

As stars it glisten’d,

As eyes ’twas fair.

I sought to pluck it,–

It gently said:

“Shall I be gather’d

Only to fade?”

With all its roots

I dug it with care,

And took it home

To my garden fair.

In silent corner

Soon it was set;

There grows it ever,

There blooms it yet.

1815.*

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And me? I am struggling trying to write a hub "Nomination". Remember when you asked me whether I was afraid to publish anything on religion? Little did we know, that hub was nominated for "The HubPages Top of the Class Contest". With zero votes so far, mind you! LOL

Please keep writing, old stuff, new stuff, does it matter? Really? My essay on religion goes back to 1999...


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Twilight Lawns 5 years ago from Norbury-sur-Mer, Surrey, England. U.K. Author

I like the Goethe enormously. Looking forward to your hub. Where will it be? You know you have a fan in me, so let's go for it.


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tonymac04 5 years ago from South Africa

This is so beautiful, an. I found myself living it, seeing the dust puffing about your feet, smelling the melon! And indeed feeling the cold silver. Wonderfully written. Thank you!


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kallini2010 5 years ago from Toronto, Canada

I like him, too, especially his quotes.

“Our senses don’t deceive us: our judgment does.”

“Nothing is more revolting than the majority; for it consists of few vigorous predecessors, of knaves who accommodate themselves, of weak people who assimilate themselves, and the mass that toddles after them without knowing in the least what it wants.”

"If I love you, what business is it of yours?"

~Johann Wolfgang von Goethe

Thank you, Ian, you are my only fan (out of 41 followers!, talk about meaningless statistics), I will forward you the link. I am trying my best, but I have so much else to do - work, my little one, social engagements, household, messy relationships... LOL

My entire life is out of focus. Funny enough, I love photos slightly out of focus... There must be some significance in loving imperfections, don't you think?


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Twilight Lawns 5 years ago from Norbury-sur-Mer, Surrey, England. U.K. Author

Thank you, Tony. Greatly appreciated comments. I am glad it has given pleasure to you and others... makes me feel wonderful.


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Twilight Lawns 5 years ago from Norbury-sur-Mer, Surrey, England. U.K. Author

Why don't you expand: "There must be some significance in loving imperfections, don't you think?"

That is so deep (How I hate people who say that things are deep, but I can't think how else to say what I mean).

And that sublime quote: "If I love you, what business is it of yours?"

You are so well read. I feel such an Oik when I read you comments and hubs.


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LaurieDawn 5 years ago

The words flow out with their gentleness of exquisite beauty. They are felt with such depth of the soul, the sights, the scents, all those gifts of love. Thank you for giving us your poetry upon these pages.

Beautiful.

Blessings and hugs,

Laurie


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Twilight Lawns 5 years ago from Norbury-sur-Mer, Surrey, England. U.K. Author

Thank you Laurie, I had a feeling you would like it. It just flowed, I seem to remember... although that was a long, long time ago. Bit of a romantic soul, I was, in my youth. Truth me known, I still am. Or did you guess that?


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AngRose 5 years ago

I want to know where it is you've run off to and left your love behind that you have to send her gifts in memory of your love.


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Twilight Lawns 5 years ago from Norbury-sur-Mer, Surrey, England. U.K. Author

Don't worry... I came back. Did you like it?

I hope so... and where have you been, you naughty girl? I missed you.


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AngRose 5 years ago

Yes I loved it, beautiful imagery...I could picture the two of you throughout your journey. Lovely.

I've missed you as well. I'm afraid I have no good excuse, other than just feeling sorry for myself and hiding really.


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attemptedhumour 5 years ago from Australia

Hi Ian. I now know your name, but also what's in your heart, integrity, loyalty, caring, responsibility, and passion. Oh and two hundred and fifty million words that you'll never run out of, handy tools.


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LaurieDawn 5 years ago

I have to say Ian, I guessed that you are a bit of a romantic by your words. :) And you just keep on writing those beautiful words of love upon these pages, for poor souls like me who have no life. :)


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Twilight Lawns 5 years ago from Norbury-sur-Mer, Surrey, England. U.K. Author

A.H. I am blushing. Even if that were the only message I'd get today, I would be happy. Thank you, my friend.


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Twilight Lawns 5 years ago from Norbury-sur-Mer, Surrey, England. U.K. Author

Laurie, I thank you from the bottom of my heart. If I can make you happy and please you with my little efforts, then I am even happier myself.

Please come and call any time... you know you are always welcome.

Immerse yourself in the words, and enjoy. I enjoyed writing them.


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acaetnna 5 years ago from Guildford

So absolutely beautiful - I completely loved it as you knew I would. You are just so romantic.


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Twilight Lawns 5 years ago from Norbury-sur-Mer, Surrey, England. U.K. Author

Just up your street, wasn't it, my friend. I'm glad you liked it.


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BenWritings 5 years ago from Save me from, Tennessee

Twilight, this is so amazing.

They say my love is new and that the fire

will leave my veins

Yet, once my thoughts lie on her

For longer than a breath

And I am caught in visions of us

Walking, as we did, through seeding grasses

How beautiful, and rare is this kind of love?

It's strange, today I wrote a poem for my love, and then I fell upon this one...

Magnificent work...

Today, I find myself in deep reminiscence of love I once knew...and this poem reflects my emotions so well


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Twilight Lawns 5 years ago from Norbury-sur-Mer, Surrey, England. U.K. Author

Thank you Ben. From you that is an amazing comment... You know, or you should do by now, that I think your poetic skills are amazing.

Thank you for your "magnificent"... I'll revel in that, all day.


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toknowinfo 5 years ago

Thank you for your beautiful poem. Your words are powerful and moving. Thank you for sharing your talent. Rated up and beautiful.


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vocalcoach 5 years ago from Nashville Tn.

Absolutely beautiful! Had to read it twice to savour each word. I am a new and devoted fan. Rated up. vocalcoach.


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Twilight Lawns 5 years ago from Norbury-sur-Mer, Surrey, England. U.K. Author

Toknowinfo, I thank you so much for that comment. I appreciate your visit, and hope you come again. I promise to try to please you as much next time also.


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Twilight Lawns 5 years ago from Norbury-sur-Mer, Surrey, England. U.K. Author

A most sincere and heartfelt welcome to you, VocalCoach. Thank you for stopping to read, You have made me so happy knowing that you like my effort. Please come again, you are so welcome.


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Deborah Demander 5 years ago from First Wyoming, then THE WORLD

Beautiful.

To me you capture the essence of love, the longing and remembering.

My favorite line:"Lost in the dead

Beauty of a day spent alone..."

Exquisite.Thank you.

Namaste.


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Twilight Lawns 5 years ago from Norbury-sur-Mer, Surrey, England. U.K. Author

Thank you, Deborah; I appreciate you coming and reading my stuff. Please feel welcome to come any time.

Namaste to you too.

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