Sunday, 12 March 2017

Ghazal




you swim with me in the azure sea
locked into my mind with salt and spume

your voice on the wind whistles soft
as the waves lap on to the shore

you walk with me as i meander
by a cinema of foreign films

i click open the front door - see you
stretched out on the indian cushions

7 red roses in a crystal vase
with a note saying you don't love me

Carpe Diem Haiku Kai


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13 comments:

  1. Thotpurge13 March 2017 at 23:51

    That was quite a twist at the end!

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  2. Sanaa Rizvi14 March 2017 at 04:10

    A most gorgeous poem! The form is executed marvelously!❤️

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  3. Kerry O'Connor14 March 2017 at 06:37

    The couplets tell a story of love and loss.

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  4. lynn__14 March 2017 at 13:29

    If you could eat a ghazal, this one would be delicious.

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  5. Pat R14 March 2017 at 17:45

    What! My head is still bobbing from that twist in the end:)

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  6. The Bizza14 March 2017 at 18:02

    Kerry said it best; this is a poignant tale of love and loss.

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  7. purplepeninportland.com14 March 2017 at 19:46

    Oh, so sad. Beautiful poem.

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  8. Chèvrefeuille14 March 2017 at 21:17

    A beautiful Ghazal Cressida

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  9. Marian15 March 2017 at 04:15

    Oh, lovely

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  10. Bekkie Sanchez15 March 2017 at 11:31

    Wow! What an ending.

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  11. Gillena Cox15 March 2017 at 13:47

    Marvelous, luv your shift in the final couplets

    much love...

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  12. Janice15 March 2017 at 16:25

    No! But what a great twist.

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  13. Paul John Dear16 March 2017 at 07:02

    Dee-lightful form...not seen a Ghazal before but this was a wondrous introduction.

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