Saturday, 20 August 2011

Face of my love



baby pink cheeks
hint her restless energy
running, screaming, 
zipping in and out 
dark small corners
or wide green meadows


the sun follows her
light belly laughter,
throwing brownish threads 
on long dark hair


smiling even in sleep,
i hold her silky hands
marvelling at how  
nimble it runs on smooth piano keys,
folding art coarse papers into flowers,
and making cards dotted with 
shiny red hearts and stickers   


i breathe 
in her angelic innocence,
rose petals dallying 
her pink cotton shirt


more beautiful than 
any masterpiece,
the face
of my
love 




Author's Note:   This is post is for D'Verse Poets Pub - Poetics.   Hosted by Victoria Ceretto-Slotto, we are to create textural poetry.   I have chosen to explore texture as the subject of my poem in describing my young daughter.   


Shared with Poets United:   Poets Pantry # 63. 

42 comments:

  1. a beautiful poem with a light and lofty feeling...this takes me back a few years...loved to sit at their bed and kiss them when they were sleeping....and..pshhh...still do...smiles

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  2. So beautiful, Heaven - most delicate and pure. It's good to hear the news that such things exist in this life ... Brendan

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  3. Like a lullabye - lovely, textured with love.

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  4. the love of a mother for her child....beautiful :)

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  5. sounds very beautiful...rose petals are an nice touch as they evoke that softness...a very innocent beauty you describe...

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  6. Very beautiful write. Wonderful last stanza too.

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  7. The face of my love - such a soft a clear allusion - very nicely done heaven - a nimble and subtle reaction to the great prompt

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  8. Heaven, this is a "heavenly" interpretation of the theme with a touching love of mother for child and flawless weaving of texture into the write. Thanks for joining. Victoria

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  9. stunning imagery, well done.

    :)

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  10. Oh how I long for those preschool years. You really pulled me in with this one, Heaven.

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  11. I can almost smell that smell they have right after a bath, the skin that's so incredibly soft and untouched--you capture all the texture of childhood here, Heaven.

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  12. Captivating! Babies are adorable and you have shown it most sweetly.

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  13. I agree with Beachanny: it is very like a lullaby. It has that lilt to it. Well done.

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  14. This is beautiful. I felt it. :)

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  15. The beauty of innocence...just lovely

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  16. I do believe you've captures the heart of a child beautifully. Enjoy the years.

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  17. Soothing. Like soft silky petals on a rose.
    love it...

    ☮ ♥. Siggi in Downeast Maine

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  18. A delightful read. I liked the unobtrusive way you used textures.

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  19. What can be said about such a perfect portrait? Beautiful, Heaven.

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  20. A beautiful face. This is beautifully written.

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  21. Oh that was just so beautiful.

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  22. I cherish those years and look back often to the times when my own little one was so keen to discover, so innocent and pure. Enjoyed the moments of memory, thank you.

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  23. a textural delight and the painting is breath-taking.

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  24. the third graph really moved me.
    sumptuous art.

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  25. You've been able to capture several precious moments and bring them to life.

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  26. A very beautiful poem, with so much to offer

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  27. I have to agree with all the other posts. This was just stunning! Beautiful. It strummed the heart strings I have remembering when mine was young.

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  28. gorgeous lovely to read and a beautiful painting too ..thank you for sharing x

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  29. Ahhh.... Heavenly and pure, tender and loving.
    Thank you for sharing.
    <3 deb

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  30. Evocative and beautiful, she's fortunate to have such a loving mother. Thank you for sharing it with us.

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  31. A lovely portrait of your daughter in the form of a poem. I like how it isn't just a static description, there's a lot of movement -- her running in the meadows, playing the piano, making cards, which was why this one is lovely. And all the sounds in addition to all the imagery. Thanks for the enjoyable read.

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  32. awesome expressions..
    liked the flow.
    The childish innocence and beauty is mesmerizing !!!

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  33. Just beautiful. Children have so many wonderful textures from their hair down to the tips of their toes. Your poem captured this beautifully.

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  34. beautiful indeed:)
    A mothers love towards her child is definitely captivating:)

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  35. Oh, I love this one! Every word wonderfully describes the wonder and beauty of a little girl. I have one of those myself :), though it's hard to believe she's 8 now. Well done!

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  36. Thank you everyone for your wonderful comments. Lori, my daughter is a bit older than yours but I still see her as a baby.

    Happy day ~

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  37. Beautiful. It has a lullaby-like rhythm to it, as has already been said. I absolutely adore your use of words. Need to see more of your work now, you've got me super curious.

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  38. This is very beautiful. The love is palpable.

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  39. hotspicywings@yahoo.com23 August 2011 at 20:52

    truly a mother's love is the greatest love of all. even us fathers stand in awe.
    thank you heaven for sharing this masterpiece of love. it transcends time and space...warms the heart... and puts a smile on every father's lips...

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  40. I am glad you like it ~ I will see you sooner than later..ha..ha..

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