Depression era pink
glasses breaking
into cubes of falling ice
marbles hitting concrete where hard
should never be
we are soft crinoline and chiffon
we are baby powdered and tight wigs on
to march and strut the catwalk of the world
masks and smiles glued straight
for nothing is as it appears
my love
our bottles of time have used up
their sand
the touch of summer burns my hand
beaches and cocktails and empty bar stools
I saw myself there once
I was looking for you
driving in circles
speeding through rain with the top down
we cut our hair, we changed the locks, we left
the light on
listening for the sound of aching
as it crested the hill
driving too fast at night
slick wheels, slow eye movement
the lament of everything on mute
beauty doesn’t exist in the world
when your heart is carved hollow and
that pit returns to grow its peach tree
I roll another one
inhale
it is the smell of summer on your clothes
fading fading fading
cuts my resolve to ribbons
shredding words without sound
remembering as we were
running after each other all night
I found you then
you said
take me home
and I did
wrapping my thin wrists
through your emptiness
until we two were chinks of light
glimmering in wide empty sky
Inspired by ‘Summertime Sadness’ by Lana Del Ray
Absolutely love this!
Wow thank you so much! Yay!
❤️❤️❤️
Ever watched the video for this song? It’s pretty good (yayyayyay I know who the pearl is!)
No, I haven’t heard it. Yes you do
Love that song of hers and this poem 🙂
Me too – it epitomizes so much
Beautifully sad!
Thank you so very much dearest Orville
Absolutely wonderful!!
Ah Bill thank you so very much my friend
My pleasure!!
You mix the sorrows and joys, the sweets and regrets, so …. There must be a word for that, but it escapes in the marveling.
There must be .. now I’m going to be wondering about that!
That’s fair. I still am. 🙂
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TheFeatheredSleep – A Summer dream of memoty
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This is faultless. Stunning piece from Candice 💛 inspired by one of my favourite songs too.
Thank you so much! 💓 I love the video too.
You are simply far too gifted for your own good, my friend – you make time stand still, and make of snapshots Cineramas . . . Brava!
Candy you’re not just a poet you are a truth speaker. You say words that bring light to things that people want to hide. Your work has a meaning it helpful and compassionate. You’re still poetry’s muse
I love you 💞
I love you my friend you saw me through some of the hardest times of my life and you didn’t quit my side, I know I have thanked you for that a hundred times but it will never be enough. Do you know why? Because whilst you and I have not known each other years and years you were loyal and caring because you have one of the best hearts I know and people I thought would stay by my side did not and that literally broke me worse than the illness, so having a friend whom you can REALLY call a friend and who really knows what that means, well it is worth everything to me. I loved you before darling M but now you’re just family to me as well because I feel we have both had our challenges and they didn’t kill us, so we have only one direction to go from here and I hope we always do it together
💞🌷 lots of love to you candy
Still praying for you
So beautiful, your stunningly intricate and stirring poetry is beyond defining.
Candice, you truly make my soul quake. I’m so in love with your spirit. ❤
Amazing 😊
Quite stunning. Joys and sadness encapsulated in cascading imagery
Summer was always nice, but I was so glad for it to be over sometimes.
After reading this, now I remember why!
It’s impossible to have a favourite line, this is amazing, so wrenching.
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Barista Beth choice and a most excellent one, summertime and feeling so good after reading this one
You honor me
“to march and strut the catwalk of the world”
My favorite line. I would even suggest a small edit: “…the catwalk of life.”
Keep writing! =)