With walking sticks in hand
golden agers cross the field
all in the golden afternoon.
The aged aged man smiles,
his love beside him today
and all these many years.
Beach house waits patiently
weathered bench outside.
They stop and look and sigh,
then reach slowly to touch
initials carved so deep that day,
when first they fell in love.
They sit, tremored hand in calloused one,
gaze across the lake.
Vision blurred beyond optician’s help,
still they recognize shapes afar.
A boat beneath the sunny sky
prods his memory back in time,
remembering . . .
. . . remembering . . .
he pats her hand and smiles.
Written for Tuesday Poetics at dVerse, the virtual pub for poets around the globe. Today Sanaa asks us to consider a Candy Crush Saga! One option we have for our poems is to choose three titles of Lewis Carroll’s poems from a long list she gives us. We do not have to include the titles in our poem, but our poem should be inspired by them and we should give credit to his titles. I was most familiar with Lewis Carroll’s Alice in Wonderland so this was interesting to see some of the many poems he’s also written! Pub opens at 3 PM Boston time. Come join us!
The Lewis Carroll titles I included word for word within my poem are All in the Golden Afternoon, The Aged Aged Man, and A Boat Beneath a Sunny Sky.
lillian the home poet 
Oh my heart this is exquisitely drawn, Lillian 😀 I so love the image of “initials carved,” a plethora of memories run by my mind as I imagine it. The poem in its entirety is deeply touching. Thank you so much for writing to the prompt! 💝💝
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I love this so much. Very romantic and lovely. Such devotion!
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I just came from reading your love quadrille… and this could be the same couple sixty years later.
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Really very beautiful, from the weathered bench itself to the initials carved within it. Such love is wonderful, and accordingly so well-described.
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Oh, “tremored hand in calloused one” brought a lump to my throat.
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A beautifully collected memories. Nice one
Much love…
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They are lucky to have such peaceful memories.
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So beautiful, Lillian, the “tremored hand in calloused one,” I could feel. 👏👏💓
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This is lovely, both nostalgic and romantic.
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Lovely, rife with emotion and warmth, a celebration for sure. When I see older couples out and about, too often i see distance between them.
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Aww, this is so beautiful. I’m tearing up.
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This so beautiful and moving, Lillian. “tremored hand in calloused one,”…tugs at the heart strings.
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I love the line ‘prods his memory ….” beautifully reflective.
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This is a beautifully nostalgic poem, Lillian! Very nicely done. The carved initials are a nice touch!
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Oh how touching
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remembering . . .
. . . remembering . . .
he pats her hand and smiles.
How very touching Lillian! It brought back the memories to the fore!
Hank
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How incredibly sweet, Lillian!
-David
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