Interlude

[Divo]

Sometimes,
when I am ill at ease,
or just too frantic-minded
to attend the needs
of everyday existence,
I set out through a valley
where vineyards
lie like verdant topping
on the sun-baked earth;
and turning off a highway
hard-pressed
by endless cavalcades
of horseless carriages,
climb up
through melon pastures
to a church I know.

And there,
amidst a weathered
inventory of ghosts
that long ago
were settlers in those parts,
I sit beside
that humble monument
to their life’s aspirations
and dream
of unsophisticated things.
Or watch a flock
of silver birds
manoeuvre in the sun.
Or simply listen
to the
silence.

[created2write]

We all seek peace that soothes the mind from time to time. This is a reminder of how frantic, life and love can be and the need to slip away sometimes. Well done, V

[Chelle]

sounds like a nice place to think. i can almost feel the sun on my arms and smell the grapes.

[allmirth]

I long to find such a serene place myself. Lovely write.

Thanks much for sharing.
Mirthy

[miharu]

Divo, this was such a serene piece to me. I enjoyed traveling through the scene with you. In particular I loved the "Or watch a flock / of silver birds / manoeuvre in the sun" lines, imagining some kind of old metal weathervane lazily swirling in the breeze.

Lovely work! Congratulations on your Spotlight!

[rupertpupkin]

Beautiful piece and so worthy of a spotlight. Loved it.

[Gerson]

This is poetry to me. Unfloral, unflabby- a eulogy of the moments within moments. A description of the thoughts that might not have been thought before. Thank you x