Remember the cabin among the trees hidden like rabbits resting in nests of autumn leaves?  Beside the window that looks out on the river there is a writer’s desk  with printer’s ink and fresh flowers kissed by the sun  in  the sill.
Do you recall the sweet days we shared  among redwoods that spoke to us?  The memory evokes such nostalgia for that ache, that fierce crushing devotion. I left a heart shaped basket of seeds in the arch of a tree for the birds to scatter, etched our names on its bark.  I will always  remember you and the cabin by the river,  the sultry nights I would dance for you, sheer layers floating  to the herringbone floor.

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137 thoughts on “Beside the River

  1. This is beautifully visual.
    I love these lines, “ The memory evokes such nostalgia for that ache, that fierce crushing devotion. I left a heart shaped basket of seeds in the arch of a tree for the birds to scatter, etched our names on its bark”

    Have a lovely evening. Love to you and yours. 💕❤️Joni

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  2. The nights that untie your spirit;
    the nights when the moonlight touches you,
    when the dark becomes a partner
    and I become a dancer…

    Those are the nights when I’m true enough,
    strong enough,
    pure enough in my private blue
    to be who I am,
    even without you.

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  3. A loving epitaph, nay, tribute to a memory of love.
    Written with ink, on the petals of fresh flowers kissed by the sun.

    My heart aches to wax that herringbone floor, once more.
    xoxoxoxoxo

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      1. Thank you very much for your kindness, Holly! Yes, here its almost the same. One can not see any difference betwenn lockdown, shutdown or normal life. Its rural life. 🙂 Have a beautiful weekend! Please stay save! Michael

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  4. Holly, love it. The best memories are when you were together with a lover, friend, or both. It matters not where, but reminds you of the simpler times together. Love it, Keith

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  5. We should all meet there and read and write poetry together for a weekend. Resa could bring pies and we could have tea and play with dogs and cats, take walks and chat…wrapped in the beauty of nature.

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    1. Fabulous idea! Well rent a cabin on the St.Johns, go canoeing, snorkeling, watch the manatee frolicking ( lol, sometimes called sea cows🐮) Ride the inner-tubes down to the Springs and watch the divers pop up . Nighttime poetry slams around the campfire, maybe eat a pie or two. Girls weekend! You have the best ideas. ❤️🎈🎊

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  6. “Do you recall the sweet days we shared among the redwoods that spoke to us?”
    Ah, Rene, this piece is beyond beautiful. It speaks to my soul. It resurrects memories.
    You are so talented, hon.
    Sending you plenty of love
    xoxoxo…

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  7. This was such an elegant and delightful, poem Holly! Sprinkled with your magic!
    Loved the line:
    I will always remember you and the cabin by the river, the sultry nights I would dance, those sheer layers floating to the herringbone floor.
    Your whole piece reminds me of a Movie intro – and a middle aged woman’s taking her visually back (through the narration of your words) to all the words above and then ending with that line before returning to her reality, maybe at the side of a grave or the river. Bellissimo, My Dear, Bellissimo! You should really record this for all of us fans to imagine along with your memory or conjured experience??? Please?????
    xoxo
    😘💕🌹😁

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    1. That’s really lovely. Maybe I’ll write a screenplay and use the as a lead In. A horror flick on the order of What Lies Beneath. Thanks so much Chuck. Have a wonderful day. ❤️🌹🤗

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  8. Ah, what they all said, Rene. This poem always tells a complete story to me. As it unfolds, like memories come to me, some so distant they wear a veil and seem like a dream. Those realities, now a dream, come to life in the rhythm and visions of your words.

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          1. Lol, I have to live Fall vicariously. We can sit in the patio and watch the cat chase lizards. It’s like Jurassic Park here. 💖☀️🌿🐿🐉🦜🦎🦎🐌🦖 🤗💕

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