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august twenty-fourth
by Ava Blui watched the waves from the balcony,
as the sun gently rose;
it was sunrise,
i hadn't slept,
hadn't showered
but you grabbed my face,
pulled me close
and gave me a reason to see.
08/25/2009 Posted on 08/25/2009
Copyright © 2024 Ava Blu
| Member Comments on this Poem |
| Posted by Gabriel Ricard on 08/25/09 at 10:18 PM Even the staunchest cynic in town will likely be smiling as they read this. I love the feeling I get at the end of this that these moments are entirely too rare in our lives, but I suppose that's what makes them so wonderful. A memory like this can carry a thousand different emotions with it. You focus on the immediacy of it, describing the scene as though it just happened a few seconds ago. I like that. It's gorgeous work, as always. |
| Posted by Max Phineas on 08/26/09 at 01:41 AM I'm in complete agreement with Gabriel. Beautiful poem- going in my favorites. |
| Posted by Richard Vince on 08/05/22 at 05:59 AM impressive how so few words create such a strong image. lovely. :) |
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