There is trepidation in every choice in love
where words cannot follow your heart’s desire
during the heat of day that melts into night
where the songs of night birds penetrate
your dreams in the guise of that which inspires
you to reach greater heights on plateaus above
that keeps you falling into the darkest depths
in deepest canyons where you will climb to the light
for your search is never ending, always beginning
in the brisk clean air of a morning’s chase
of fleeting images now entwined in your memory
of rapids in a swiftly running pristine river
the smell of wood smoke upon your waking
to all the possibilities that perch upon words
that carry the emotions that dissipate quickly
as though clinging to the morning’s mist
evaporating with the heat the sun delivers
only the fragrant air of the trees remain
© June 2021 Renee Espriu
A Friend’s Photo Created As Art


This is beautifully tender, Renee, and I think you’re right about a feeling of trepidation accompanying love…at least new love…new beginnings. But still we move ahead where words can’t follow. I like that! Your last verse is wonderful. xoxo
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Thank you for perusing my site, Gayle. I have been so busy of late I’ve not had time to really sit down and write and at times wait for my inspiration. I am happy you enjoyed the read. Do take good care. xoxo
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I’m still waiting for my inspiration to kick in again myself. It’s slow going. xoxo
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Oh I love this. 🙂
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Thank you Libby. Take Good Care.
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Beautiful, Renee. đź’™
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Thank you Bela. I do hope if you are celebrating the 4th that your day goes well. Take care.
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Thanks, Renee! Did, with friends. Hope you had a good one! ❤️
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You have not lost your touch with your poetry Renee…. And the words will come when you have settled into your new routine. Such lovely words my friend and happy to see you creating again…. I have been absent for almost six weeks myself… A new record for me…. But so happy to read your words here Renee.. ❤
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Thank you, Sue. No, my Muse still comes and I wait but I will always write. I will need to send you an email soon. I am glad to see you back and am enjoying your posts. Do take good care my friend. xoxo
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Thank you Renee.. will look forward to that communication dear friend.. Take care and Bless you also ❤
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There are definitely places where words cannot follow… I love how you capture the mood with your words, the atmosphere – I like that you add fragrance as well – there’s something special about beginnings
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Thank you Claudia and it is good to see you writing once more. Yes, beginnings are very special. Take good care.
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Another beautiful poem to love!
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Thank you, Betty!
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Thank you!
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yet you evoke such feelings with your words Renee! Beautiful!
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Thank you. You are always so kind. I do hope you are well. Glad to see you posting again.
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Another beautiful poem to love!
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You have made feel so much better and I thank you for it. Next year I will be hoping to get my own place. We shall see. Do hope you are well.
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