Seren

Dec 15, 2009 ⭐ View statistics (Premium feature)

Seeping Peace

You never saw
as nacre fibers
wove round my heart

the weight of your eye
had fallen to me

you never heard
the symphony,
as celestial bodies gasped

your wings had opened
and slid
against my soul

I had never felt
the smallest measure
of serenity

supine in your grace
tranquility,washed through me

you smelt of fresh baked bread
and now after tasting
your talismanic heights

excited beyond all measure
we fall from grace

within the arc of heaven
an angel sobs of loss,
as tears,
form in the firmament

and I can now,

weep of peace

— Seren, Dec 15, 2009

About This Poem

About the Author

Region, Country: Beyond the Black Stump..Australia, AUS

Favorite Poets: Pablo Neruda, P.K.Page, W.H.Auden, to many and various to include them all ...

Critiques

Kailashana

16 years 5 months ago

No stars. Just a string of

No stars. Just a string of nacre pearls. ~Mum Don’t let your victories go to your head, or your failures go to your heart.

Seren

16 years 5 months ago

Dear Mum

thanks for the comment its appreciated ... love and hugs Jayne x x

lyz

16 years 5 months ago

My oh my, this was worth waiting for. I think this has a different tone and feel to it. Brilliant. I truly must say I found this a wee better than some, it is beautiful, sad, memorable and downright heartfelt. Well written dear one. You smelt of fresh baked bread, I love that line. I breathed in when I read that. Clever chicky babe, hey. Love from Lyz. XX

Seren

16 years 5 months ago

Dearest Lyz

LOL I am going to hug you when I see you ... I didnt know if that line fresh baked bread would do what I wanted but your reactions good enough for me lol thanks for that take care darlin love and hugs Jayne x x

lyz

16 years 5 months ago

Dear Jayne

I did enjoy the whole poem but when I read those lines, mmm. It stood out. You are writing really deeply lately. I know all of life has its ups and downs but I am picked up by all the great poems here lately. You are writing great and I am sure when you read others, they help in some small way, like a smile, and we all need that. I have noticed a lot of differences in the poems posted these past few weeks. Just great. Is it in the water or that fresh baked bread, lol. Just terrific. Mwah from me. Xx

Seren

16 years 5 months ago

Dear Lyz

The difference in my writing was my perspective , something happened a few weeks ago that changed mine drasticly ... anyway its all good the writing is good and that you all enjoy them thats enough for me ... and there have been some amazing writes lately and who couldnt be inspired in such company ? love you huni (huggles) Jayne x x

Geezer

16 years 5 months ago

Seeping Peace...

I too had to take a deep breath, and remember the smell of fresh-baked bread. I also equate the smell with a happy, warm feeling of peace. Verrrrry, sneaky! Now my brain is full, and I can't remember any criticisms. Verrrry Sneaky! Big hugs and higgy bugs, ~ Gee

Seren

16 years 5 months ago

Dearest Gee

And you I will send cyber hugsssss lol that line worked by the looks of it lol implanted in memory was the smell I was trying to awaken lol I am so not sneaky just trying to get you to smell the bread hahaha oh you devil you made me laugh :D thanks for that huni love and huggliest bugs Jayne x x x

Geezer

16 years 5 months ago

Bread and Butter...

I'm a master laugh-maker...It goes great with bread and butter! Drank a cuppa laughter with your warm bread, and mmmmmmmmm! I remember my mom making deep fried bread dough on a cold winter morning with the snow falling. Me and my two sisters would go play in the snow after breakfast, and when we came back in, she would give us some tea and warm bread. Then we would play some cards and just hang out. Thanks for the memories! love and huggly bugs, Gee

Seren

16 years 5 months ago

Dear Man … laughs have

Dear Man ... laughs have been few and far between here lately so any and all are much appreciated ... you take care huni and I will talk to you real soon short on time this morning gotta go to the docters in a couple of hours love you Sir Gee love and hugs Jayne x x

Geezer

16 years 5 months ago

Laughs...

I will give you as many as you can stand! You will be asking... no, begging me to stop! See you when you get back, Higgy bugs, and lotta love ~ Sir Gee

Seren

16 years 5 months ago

LOL you better try hard then

LOL you better try hard then darlin ... I dont give in easy lol stubborn wench me hahaha thanks for the smile again I have to go finish my new poem but I will be back in a little while lol love and hugs Jayne x x

Candlewitch

16 years 5 months ago

Dearest

Ahhhh, the smell of freshly baked bread! The stuff that can wake you from any day dream. My favorite lines are: I had never felt the smallest measure of serenity Love, Cat

Seren

16 years 5 months ago

Dearest Sis

I love the smell of freshly baked bread ... it just makes my mouth water I could be half dead but if i smell fresh bread wooot beeline straight for it lol and take some butter with me gotta have real butter lmao ;) love you and those lines you picked are some of my favourites as well ... you take care darlin love and biggest hugs Jayne x x

R.M.Shanmugam

16 years 5 months ago

a poem that will tilt and

a poem that will tilt and melt the readers heart a great write. shan

Seren

16 years 5 months ago

Dear Shan

Thank you sooo much for your beautiful comment made my morning light up before the sunrise ... hugs and love Jayne x x

Electric Blue

16 years 5 months ago

Seeping Peace

Dear lady jayne Invisible nacre fibres woven around the heart the weight of your fallen upon me anchored deep Grace tranquility serentiy flowed as a meandering stream Your wings outstretched brushed gently against my awaiting soul You sobs have been seen and heard by the angels above now an angel is she and with you she will always be take joy she is now released out of the earthly pain endured As for the baked bread - still smell it rising against my open fire I have not baked bread for many years now but the smell is irristable must be smotherd in butter only as it melts instantly before a taken bite but of course it is of birth and new begining - fire in the heart and the soul Take heart by dear Lady Jayne let it warm your heart and know the breath of life is the fire within let its warmth flow through you slowly gently taking all the pain away Always Electric Blue

Seren

16 years 5 months ago

Dearest Magz

Thank you for that you have me sitting here speachless ... lost for words .. love you huni Jayne x x x