Poem ‘Sandalwood’

Santalum

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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 © copyright df barker 2012

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37 comments

  1. Ina · March 10, 2012

    Hi David

    So sad but beautiful and deep, lovely! 🙂

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

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  2. Jamie Dedes · March 10, 2012

    Well done.

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  3. dfb · March 10, 2012

    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.

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  4. dfb · March 10, 2012

    Jamie, I’m very grateful for your comments, thank you!

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  5. Pete Armetta · March 10, 2012

    Ahh, just gorgeous words, really.

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  6. Eve Redwater · March 10, 2012

    Very contemplative and naturally beautiful – wonderful as always! 🙂

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  7. claudia · March 10, 2012

    so heart-breakingly sad…and so well written..

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  8. Colline · March 10, 2012

    The end of the poem left me with a tinge of sadness.

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  9. A very soft poem with deep inner contemplation! Nice!

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  10. susanjanejones · March 10, 2012

    This poem is enriching, I love it.

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  11. magsx2 · March 10, 2012

    Hi,
    A sad poem but loving as well. Very well done.

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  12. wordsweneversaid · March 10, 2012

    “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)

    M.L.

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  13. Brother James · March 10, 2012

    This is just wonderful. Thank you.

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  14. Betty Hayes Albright · March 11, 2012

    “…and perhaps an intent.” That last line really anchors this beautiful, melancholy poem. Nicely done again, David!

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  15. Soma Mukherjee · March 11, 2012

    Beautiful Poetry David.

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  16. dfb · March 11, 2012

    I am very grateful, Betty, thank you!

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  17. dfb · March 11, 2012

    James, thank you so much. I’m grateful.

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  18. dfb · March 11, 2012

    Thank you very much for your comments!

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  19. dfb · March 11, 2012

    Thank you again, Mags!

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  20. dfb · March 11, 2012

    Thank you very much Soma!

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  21. dfb · March 11, 2012

    Susan, thank you very much!

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  22. dfb · March 11, 2012

    Thank you Wendell!

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  23. dfb · March 11, 2012

    Thank you Colline!

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  24. dfb · March 11, 2012

    Pete, thank you very much again!

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  25. redjim99 · March 11, 2012

    Very nice poem. Melancholy moods.

    Jim

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  26. dfb · March 11, 2012

    Thank you!!!

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  27. Pete Armetta · March 11, 2012

    My pleasure, thank YOU.

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  28. Thomas Davis · March 11, 2012

    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.

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  29. Ina · March 11, 2012

    Hi David, I have put Hastings AM up on the Sea blog! 🙂 Thank you very much!

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  30. dfb · March 11, 2012

    No problem Ina – I am very grateful, thank you!

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  31. Christy Birmingham · March 11, 2012

    Here I sense there are two people who will never truly come together… there is sadness… well done.

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  32. dfb · March 11, 2012

    Thank you Christy, I appreciate your comments.

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  33. New View From Here · March 11, 2012

    Wow! You are a very talented poet. Don’t know if you ever checked out dverse…but there are many there who would love your writing!

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  34. dfb · March 12, 2012

    You are very kind! Thank you.

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  35. granbee · March 12, 2012

    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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  36. bardessdmdenton · March 15, 2012

    Very poignant.

    ‘Their minds would never mingle

    like fresh sandalwood in mountain air’

    Too lovely for analyzing…so I’m just savoring!

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  37. dfb · March 15, 2012

    Thank you once again! 🙂

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