Truth In Winter

by Ben Pickard   Apr 29, 2019


What does "I love you" mean
when the light is balmy with summer's haze
and the scent of jasmine soaks the air around us?

What does whispering the word "forever" prove
when it snakes so serenely from the parting
between your luscious lips?

"I am yours" deceives
as it finds footing on the breeze
and the branches of the laden trees
and is caressed amongst the fruit
and the rustle of the laughing leaves.

Tell me this again when your chattering teeth
are gripped by winter's cold and honest freeze.

--

Ben Pickard 2019

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  • 1 week ago

    by Tanya Southey

    Nice work:)

  • 2 weeks ago

    by Michael

    Congratulations on this one Ben,
    I like the way you use metaphors to describe your misery with winter blues ;)
    Nice one fella, M:)

    • 2 weeks ago

      by Ben Pickard

      Thanks so much, Michael. Take care

  • 2 weeks ago

    by Em (marmite)

    Ben.. First I'd like to apologise for missing this... It's an amazing write and I feel you're getting so much more confident at these 'prose' and seeing you throw a little rhyme here and there did make me chuckle because I thought out loud in a cilla black voice.. "that's our Ben" lol
    Take care x

    • 2 weeks ago

      by Ben Pickard

      Thanks, Em. I simply can't help myself!

  • 2 weeks ago

    by Brenda

    Awesome write Ben! Love where you are branching out to lately! Well done Sir!

  • 2 weeks ago

    by S.T.A.R.

    I am really liking it, you not writing in a specific form lately. The shifting is giving a lot of meaning to your recent writes!!

    • 2 weeks ago

      by Ben Pickard

      Thanks, Star. I like writing in different styles and trying different things. After all, life isn't all about rhyme, I suppose...

      Take care

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