From afar you beckoned to me
Like a cool fertile oasis in the scorching desert,
how I longed to taste your liquid coolness on my tongue,
to lie down beneath your sheltering palms,
and be lulled into ecstasy on your undulating sands
When I awoke you where nowhere to be found
I lay upon the anvil earth, alone,
more parched than before,
robbed of my own juices,
sucked dry by your voracious need
You are a careless illusion
a heartless beacon,
a fiery longing,
I got lost in until
I awoke from your mirage
Tracey Mac
You write so well Anne….this is an amazing piece….....so wonderful and emotive xxxxx
Bill Gamblin
Anne…wow…this is very deep and amazing
gail anderson
Amazing work, Anne… i think we’ve all been here at some point in life. I feel your pain, as I felt mine years ago.
fullcirclemand...
Welcome back Annie:)
Farras Abdelnour
so beautiful and touching, anne.
KiwiAna
Fantastic, I love the way this winds and leads the reader like a path in the desert
Nelson Campbell
Powerful and wrenching Anne…beautifully expressed….the imagery is just, well, wow…..
Anne McGinn replied
Thank you Nelson dear xoxoxo
elfie
The story of many who were touched by the hurt….excellent….
Anne McGinn replied
sounds like you are on to something Elfie!!
JenniferB
Not only do you create inspiring images, but your writing is superb too! you’re very talented. :-)
Shoaib .
beautiful poem…i have one by the same name ! this is awesome work
Jolie
Wrenchingly illuminating!
Anne McGinn replied
Hmmmm…. thanks Jolie. I appreciate your heartfelt comment
Leon Walker
Magnificent writing!!! I’ve been there…
Anne McGinn replied
Thanks for sharing, Leon, its nice to know that other people go through the same things…... xoxo
deepbluwater
“the anvil earth” omigod, what beautiful words writing about something I can so relate to…
so very well done Anne…
Emmahleee
WOW this is amazing..
what beautiful beautiful words
Nascha
Been there more times than I care to remember. Healing and love be yours. Jane. xxx
hsien-ku
the loneliness is always worse when it is interrupted – and you think for a moment that it is over, that human warmth has come back into your life – i know this feeling too. you have described it so perfectly, so elegantly. it is passion that fuels us in creating the way we do. and loneliness is also a passion. your words are full of passion.
Anne McGinn replied
thank you Judith dear, coming from these words mean a great deal, and yeah, in the end, its all about passion
Kristin Reynolds
this is really great. it kind of goes along with the paradise found theme, but the end of the story. :)
I know this one, too. sigh. ce la vie.
beautiful poem. :) love, K xo
Anne McGinn replied
thank you kristin for your kind words, sigh….
Trenchtownrock
I hate those damn mirage that suck you in and take the life from you rendering your spirit hopeless..the trick is getting back on your feet and fighting to regain who you once were.
Anne McGinn replied
thanks, sweet one
wingsoffire
This is beautiful work, The deception of one thing actually being something else can weigh us down at times, great read!
Anne McGinn replied
so kind of you to comment, wingsoffire