A Butterfly Coquets Dipping Effortessly Fluttering Gambolling Harvesting Immense Joy Kindling Laughter Meandering Nature's Opulent Perfection Quivering Radiance Soliciting Trees Undulating Vibrating With Xylophonic Yuletide Zest.
Month: July 2018
Fun in the rain
Hither, thither, run I in the pouring rain Pitter, patter, raindrops on me falling Whither I sway, raintangled winds carry Slither I, barefoot on little rivulets flowing. Drenched, loving the rain on my skin Quenched, the thirst of parched earth Branched trees, kissing the cloud laden sky Trenched fields, ready for sowing, a fresh birth. #Lento form
Diamantes
sun golden, tropical dawning, warming, shining solar, flare, celestial, satellite illumes, gravitates, orbits silvery, lambent moon dawn pale, pearly illuminating, irradiating, brightening radiance, luminosity, daybreak, sunshine dimming, obscuring, darkening, inky, shadowy dusk.
Unsaid
when the heart bleeds blue like a sapphire glow that died light years ago, its transcience staining breath left to languish as memory. when hearts bleed blue in interludes of time, space enduring the ache of dreams that come unbidden cruising a slumber's cadence flaming the yearning awakening the subconscious rousing devotion an instinctive remembrance like starshine draping night's curve becoming the eloquence elixir on breaths that weave words that were left unsaid.
raindrops tap dance
raindrops tap dance the ocean in my eyes-- my bare head #haiku
Red harvest
A satin scarlet moon roams The sky at night...waltzing across the sable aisle Like a bride afloat-her porcelain tulle trailing Mistral sighing on fragrant Golden Wattles Mauve clouds cruise rippling lea Shadow-dancing into trees Petaled winds peal into bonfires that hush Lavender blue eyelids flushed with sleep Spilling quietude of birds' floral tunes; In night's fragile darkness... Lamps flicker...fading to a waking night A Phlox of stars trip to a tune of lyre Like a 'forevermore' Heady my senses, as I sit in moonlight's lush I drain my pen of my ink And watch the paper soak it up I gather my scattered words I etch a poem..
Afterglow
When ink and blood bleed together, The pain becomes luminous Writing itself into the mind Salvation's enlightenment. Wielding the pen of poetry Surrendering to courage... Not letting words die Giving poetry strength to survive; On unmarked routes, unknown maps A carousel of unborn dreams Drawing on time, finding destinations Riding a nomadic compass Trailing, probing, exploring Guilelessly woven thoughts Like a Stollen that enters breath Breaking into words like Fallen , flushed, blooms Still fragrant... Freeing mind from eclipse of Que sera sera..
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