Lovers dangle barefoot
brevity against the water’s kiss,
the ripples like wishes
in bottles, SOS and MIA
where snow dawns in itinerant icebergs
lain bare and broken on the shore.
His hands in her hair,
the wind knows not the blooming
of petals-in-flight
–it is a patient spring.
It’s a special One Shot, my friends and fellow poets.
Yesterday, One Stop Poetry won the Shorty Awards prize – Twitter’s equivalent of the Oscars – for art. It is an honor all of you helped us achieve, and one that legitimizes all we have done, and all we hope to do in the future. Be sure to send your warm regards and your congratulations to my fellow One Stop team members: Adam Dustus, Leslie Moon, Brian Miller, Pete Marshall, Claudia Schönfeld, Gay Cannon and Jessica Kristie, for all they have done. They’ll appreciate it, I assure you!
Art is important to all of us, and we hope to aid our fellow artists in the pursuit of their love. This is just another stepping stone in the realization of that dream. I can’t wait to see what the future holds for One Stop!
The Waking Den 
His hands in her hair,
the wind knows not the blooming
of petals-in-flight
–it is a patient spring.
…. That’s just perfection right there. it’s sweet like clover and violets. 🙂
beautiful romantic and tender poem chris…paints a warm, sensitive, sensual and vulnerable mood..
and yeah – what you say now…we’ve won! this is so cool – have you seen Adam giving the speech? he was awesome – would’ve loved to be there and meet ya all – but sure one day we can all sit together and talk poetry…smiles..
This was beautiful. And the award is great.
A tender love song and also a realization that even in the microcosm of a love story, the powers of the earth continue to move oblivious to what we know and what we feel. Beautiful.
Lovers dangle barefoot brevity – man I love alliteration! You know sometimes you read a piece and think ‘I wish I’d written that’ – well this is one of those pieces Chris. Real beauty in this.
love ‘itinerant icebergs’. Last line comes as a little twist, nice touch. I wonder if this would be more emphatic if the hyphen was at the end of the penultimate line, rather than at the beginning of the final one? Viz –
of petals-in-flight –
it is a patient spring.
or perhaps
of petals-in-flight:
it is a patient spring.
Nice piece Chris, I like
Melody like a song bird’s lyric… what a wonderful poem. So young… so talented.
What a beautiful picture you’ve created. I can see it. And, excited about the award for One Stop!
I seriously look forward to your work week to week and once again you do not disappoint. What a tender sweetness of images is called up by your words.
Lovely, Chris. Congratulations on the Shorty, and thank you for your part in giving us such a wonderful forum.
This is so lovely it licks all the words right out of my mouth.
Excellent from start to finish, light and soaring. A beautiful love poem and some exquisite imagery to paint the picture.
it is quite romantic and tender like the petals…i love the image of the bare feet dangling…and simple beauty of a young love…very nice ..bkm
Really sweet !!
visiting you after long time and i now see what i missed !
I had a one of those “I wish I’d have written that” moments here, gentle, poignant and thoughtful. The lines
His hands in her hair,
the wind knows not the blooming
of petals-in-flight
–it is a patient spring.
Sigh!
it is a patient spring makes so much sense…love the wishes in bottles…and them being MIA or SOS…nicely done….
Beautiful and tender………..
Guess it’s congratulations all round, folks!
Chris,
I really enjoyed this soft romantic poem. It is like you mentioned at the end, without a need to rush. Spring is the season for love. a great poem. Thank you for sharing.
Lyrical and tender. Great use of alliteration and internal rhyme; they really add fluidity to the poem, giving it a very sea-side feel.
Beautiful poem, Chris. Spring is the time for “his hands in her hair.”
Such beautiful words… These in particular, struck a chord:
where snow dawns in itinerant icebergs
lain bare and broken on the shore.
His hands in her hair…
Crystalline poetry!
loved that imagery in the piece….
What siubhan said about rhythm and rhyme. I love the juxtaposition of the very large and remote (icebergs and sea) with the small and near (two lovers, feet, fingers in hair).
I love reading every words in this poem, breathtaking!
In BTW, you have very interesting and inspiring posts.
Best of luck to you. (^.^)
Beautiful poem – the ending was fantastic – and congratulations on the well deserved Shorty!
love the alllteration and beauty of “itinerent iceburgs”