Poem ‘Sandalwood’

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The first warm wind of spring

whispered threats in his ear.

Not even blossom bedecking

knolls of the smoking temple

embraced by those steepening hills

could turn the colour of his mind.

“I can’t feel a part of this,” he said.

He watched her take a piece of bread

and a cloud passed before her eyes.

Neither his touch or choicest word

would have any effect

and no amount of wisdom exuding

from centuries of contemplation

could prevent him feeling alone.

Their minds would never mingle

like fresh sandalwood in mountain air.

All he saw was a set of blue irises,

statements of beauty

and perhaps an intent


poem Β© copyright df barker 2012

37 thoughts on “Poem ‘Sandalwood’

  1. Hi David

    So sad but beautiful and deep, lovely! πŸ™‚

    I would like to post more of your seapoems on the seablog this weekend. ty!


  2. Oh, thank you Ina! Yes, the seablog, are there some in my ‘back catalogue’ that you haven’t used yet? If not, I can put some more on soon.


  3. “and perhaps an intent.”

    but of what?

    I can’t help wishing that, were I to look away – she would take his hand and include him in her thoughts (if only for a moment)



  4. Is there a tinge of sadness in the poem? I wonder. There is certainly not the connection the poet would have, but there is the beauty of blue irises, and “perhaps an intent.” The perhaps seems to say that this is a poem where hope is intermingled with desire. A great poem.


  5. Oh, the sweet agony of being so close, yet so far from each other. The cloud going over those blue eyes says it all for me, DF! Wonderfully poignant poem! I have had picnics just like that!


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