As it was….

the room for magpie tales

They left the room
as it was….
holding hands
silently smiling
a taste of freedom
as their lips
gently touch.

They emerge
into the evening
unaware of rain
amid a village
in the mountains
A secret place he chose.

They meander streets

cobblestones clicking                                                                                                             
music fills the air.

They find themselves
gazing into each others eyes
revealing their secrets
red wine amongst their breath
sharing sweet words of longing.

A child cries
braking their trance
reminding them of
what really exists
beyond these mountains.

Her eyes swell
His voice cracks

Their love untouchable
without falsehood
too strong to ignore
to risky to except

Their escapade of chance
permitted by fate
feed by desire
released by hope.

They go back to the room
forgetting the child
forgetting their lives
immersing themselves
within sheets
each other
folds of cloth and self
holding nothing back.

They know it will end
may never be again.

They wrap tighter
not wanting to
ever let go
of the other
the village
as it was
in the room.

Dedicated to Andy

20 Comments (+add yours?)

  1. ram0singhal
    Jul 26, 2010 @ 10:22:30

    divine……very nice…..quite touching….

    love all….


  2. willow
    Jul 26, 2010 @ 10:45:07

    Beautiful. I especially love that last line.


  3. Helen
    Jul 26, 2010 @ 11:20:11

    I can feel the longing and need in your characters … magical!


  4. ziibi1
    Jul 26, 2010 @ 11:52:27

    Thank you for your kind words Willow, Helen, and ramosinghal. 🙂


  5. Kathe W.
    Jul 26, 2010 @ 11:55:09

    wow! lovely and loving words


  6. slpmartin
    Jul 26, 2010 @ 12:22:40

    Such passion in the poem with an air of frailty for the future….excellent poem.


    • ziibi1
      Jul 26, 2010 @ 15:04:00

      Thank you Charlie. There is truth and fiction played out in this one. I suppose an of course, dah! is needed ( Lol! 🙂


  7. Tumblewords
    Jul 26, 2010 @ 13:09:10

    A yearning piece! Nice read…


  8. unprecedentedintellectual
    Jul 26, 2010 @ 13:57:25



  9. ziibi1
    Jul 26, 2010 @ 14:58:52

    Thank you Kathe W, Tumblewords, and unprecedentedintellectual . 🙂


  10. swputh
    Jul 26, 2010 @ 16:17:46

    Romance.. souls straining to stay glued.. nice


  11. Stafford
    Jul 26, 2010 @ 19:41:47

    The idea of limiting the ‘village’ to a room is a wistful expression of holding back the inevitable. Happy/sad.


    • ziibi1
      Jul 26, 2010 @ 21:35:39

      There are more poems written and others that could be linked with this poem. They tell of a beautiful love story that turns tragic.


  12. buttercup600
    Jul 26, 2010 @ 19:42:42

    Such passion…your work and poem twist my heart 🙂


  13. Jingle
    Jul 26, 2010 @ 21:32:34

    moving tale,
    beautifully penned.


  14. Kavita
    Jul 27, 2010 @ 04:17:22

    Full of passion and mad love! So very well expressed are the emotions… lovely!!
    It’s so easy to forget reality when in love… and it’s worth it! 🙂

    A beautiful Magpie


  15. Gabriela Abalo
    Jul 27, 2010 @ 07:11:29

    Great, passionate poem.


  16. ziibi1
    Jul 27, 2010 @ 07:31:02

    Thank you Jingle, Kavita, and Gabriela. Love is worth it no matter how much situations stink sometimes. What kicks me with this one is peoples choices but I believe things happen for a reason. Sometimes peoples choices end up to be a blessing you just don’t see it for awhile.


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