Celadon Ceramics

Celadon ceramics are collecting years of dust

On stands of ebony with iron legs of ornate rust

In a sitting room where poetry was whispered in her ear

On a satin pillowed sofa as she listened with a tear

So gently you reached out to take her dainty hand in yours

Then she withdrew with billowed dress through the courtyard doors

In the darkness of the night you held a billion stars at bay

As you tried to capture the sweet love that took your breath away

The carpets on the tiled floors are eaten by the moths

As through the years with painful tears you sadly pace across

The echoes of the laughter and the music of the past

Dancing through the corridors of dreams that did not last

©Kay Salady

 

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About Kay Salady

I write about the greatest force on earth that, I believe, lives on forever and surpasses all else. "All your poems read like I am watching an artist use words instead of colours full of feeling." ~Anon.

Posted on September 30, 2011, in poetry and tagged , , , , , , , . Bookmark the permalink. 21 Comments.

  1. Beautifully written, very sad and melancholy, I loved it!

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  2. hmmm I love it, the ending, quite poetic!!! 🙂
    happy gooseberry day!!!

    http://lynnaima.wordpress.com/2011/10/02/gaietys-two-step/

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  3. echoes of laughter and music of past,

    These are incredible imagery,

    🙂

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  4. Lovely rhythm and sounds.

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  5. Dear Kay Salady

    Wow.. what lovely memories and poweful imagery of loss…. some times our memories are all that is left of her… the way you started with giving the environment of that room where some thoughts verses and poetry were whispered… and then taking on to the loss… I could relate to it so much..

    I loved your lines…
    ‘In a sitting room where poetry was whispered in her ear
    On a satin pillowed sofa as she listened with a tear’

    lovely imagery… thanks for sharing…

    Shashi
    ॐ नमः शिवाय
    Om Namah Shivaya
    http://shadowdancingwithmind.blogspot.com/2011/10/whispers-love-and-loss-butterfly.html
    At twitter @VerseEveryDay

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    • Dear Shashi:

      Thank you very much for your kind compliments regarding my poem, Celadon Ceramics.

      I am very pleased that you have found pleasure within the lines of my poetry and felt that you could relate to the story it tells.

      It is my greatest joy to bring happiness to others.

      Much Love,

      Kay Salady, Author, A Teardrop Fell
      Featured Author, Global Light Minds Magazine

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  6. The whole thing is amazing, but those last two lines…sigh…just beautifully sad. ♥ Wonderful!

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  7. Kay, This is elegant and very visual. The scene unfolded before my eyes. Very nice.

    Namaste…………cj

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  8. A most enjoyable haunting piece, I love this!

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  9. Beautiful words and great imagery!
    These lines were stellar 🙂

    As through the years with painful tears you sadly pace across

    The echoes of the laughter and the music of the past

    Dancing through the corridors of dreams that did not last

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  10. So well written and this was very sad but such a joy to read. happy picnic
    http://gatelesspassage.com/2011/10/03/memories-and-photographs-of-you/

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  11. the darkness of the night you held a billion stars at bay-this one is floating in my day dreamers head well done and thanks !

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  12. well said 🙂 ! Very sweet and lovely

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  13. never more beautiful kay.. tq for coming by– was a bit busy lol haha!

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