Butterfly, Butterfly

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.
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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.

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..