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golden in the downing sun’s embrace
my stride — ever brisk and steady
early shadows fall softly ‘cross my face
vesper’s velvet blanket
drapes gently ‘round my shoulders
eager — I keep a lover’s pace
where this fall eve — homeward
rob kistner © 2020
Lovely Rob. That late afternoon sun is special, and so is going home.
Thank you Merril… 🙂
I love that “lover’s pace” – is that a saying, or did you make it up? Either way, it’s lovely – sweet and romantic and funny.
Thank you Sarah… 🙂 It may be a saying, dob’t know — but it was just a phrase I turned for this piece.
I really like this line, “the downing sun’s embrace” I’ve felt that golden warm embrace!
Thank you Lisa… 🙂
Gorgeous, gorgeous write!
Thank you Sanaa… 🙂
Love that velvet blanket and that lover’s pace towards home. It used to be as I got closer to home, I drove faster. Nice poem indeed.
Thank you Toni! Home always calls to us.
Oh, wow, this is stunning and such a beautiful piece. It’s peaceful and serene, especially stanzas two and three. Excellence.
Thank you do much Lucy… 🙂
“…vesper’s velvet blanket…” YUM.
Awesome work, Rob.
Thank you Ron… 🙂
kaykuala
eager — I keep a lover’s pace
where this fall eve — homeward
There is always that loving feeling that keeps one moving towards the right direction – home! Great word-craft, Rob, as always!
Hank
Yes, home is indeed where the heart and hart are… thank you for your kind words Hank.
Beautiful poem. Funny because your poem felt more like autumn compared to the chill many other “blanket” poems gave me.
Thank you Christine… 🙂 I was in an autumn frame of mind when I wrote it..
This is loaded with comfort.
Thank you Ken..:)
“Vesper’s velvet blanket” brings a sacred quality into the romantic homeward journey. What a beautiful turn of phrase, Rob, a lynch pin that holds the poem together!
Thank you Dora… 🙂 I used it primariy because vesper also means evening, so I was using it as evening in the possessive. Vesper also means Vdnus.
A lovely capture of that feeling of almost arriving home, Ron. I love the contrast of sounds in ‘my stride — ever brisk and steady’ and ‘vesper’s velvet blanket’, and the phrase ‘keep a lover’s pace’.
Thank you Kim!
this is so mellow, loving and mellow!
Thank you Kate. It was my mindset of mellow loving feeling when I wrote the pieces. I am glad it translated. 🙂
‘vesper’s velvet blanket’ – I love it, what a sensuous, comforting image! Leads on nicely from your previous post for dVerse.
Thank you very much Ingrid. Now that you mention it I see the continuity between my last two poems. Good catch. 🙂
“vesper’s velvet blanket”
Wow! Beaitiful alliteration there
Happy you dropped by my blog Rob
Much????love
Thank you so much Gillena. I enjoy visiting you when I can.
lovely pace to your quadrille Rob!
Thank you so much Laura I appreciate it.
Hurrying home in the evening sun is special.
A joyful expectant urgency… 🙂
Vespers marks the time beautifully, poem as lover’s confession, home is wher ethe heart is really warm.
Thank you Paul… 🙂
It’s so wonderful to walk homeward on an evening like that.
Yes Bjorn. It’s a memory of mine from long ago… 🙂 …but do sweet!
The idea of a velvet blanket is so sensuous.
…and warm Kerfe. 😉