Tag Archives: beauty

The Sunset Hour

some days i watch the sunset

some days i am the sunset

so intricately woven

betrothed to a horizon

that slips away

..

oh elusive lover

let me sink into your serrated edge

solar skin pierced by rusty blades

hazy heat kissing the everglades

let me disperse the stratus mists

with promise of fleeting diurnal trysts

..

i’ll drape my golden along forest floor

amber the sands

leave mortals in awe

just meet me again

let us tangle, once more…

 

Harmony

if a smile was tethered to sounds

   tell me what you might hear

the music begins as lips curl

euphonious lover, gather me near

at first morning sight

a flood of adagio Vivaldi strings

by quivering frail light

a sultry songstress now sings

lips brush honeyed lips

glissando echoes, our fingertips

when our flawed bodies fold

wrapping, moistened layers of heat

an urgent rhythm pounds

to frenzied tango beat

afterward, when the melodies have ended

we mingle, nameless needs attended

in post orchestral contentment we lay

satiated, scherzando

dulcet smiles throughout this day

The last word

what shall be your last word spoken

what shall be that last word said

will there be a soft one listening

there beside your final bed

..

or if you would leave on some non descript day

will the word be a mumble as you rush on your way

as you kiss her, fleeting, on a passing cheek

“pickup my dry cleaning, it’s been over a week”

..

week?

..

so much hurrah over baby’s first word

yet of grandad’s last, who knows; no one heard

no one leaned into the crackles of fading breath

to decipher his utterances

welcoming

death

..

what shall be your last word spoken

what shall be that last word said

speak as if that last day arrives

so fleeting is life

on fragile thread

..

For Soriah…. I was listening x

A very special lady joined our WordPress family less than a month ago…. making immediate friends with her warm words, encouragements and vivacious soul.

Soriah is now preparing her final journey from this mortal coil, and her blog “Poetry and Chocolate” has disappeared into the digital ether.
I was able to briefly re-blog one of her wonderful poems before it slipped away too.

Please wish her well….

Soriah, best wishes on the journey. Remember to dress warm … heaven is surrounded by vast tumbling, iced clouds sweetheart ….. ❤️❤️

Lustre

to the sunrise deprived

and the sunset depleted

rest your eyes, listen to me

make sure you are seated

..

your anemic soul wears aura pale

thirsting for answers of light

circadian constrained, faltering, frail

pupils dimming, desperate for sight

..

so let me describe

in this most wistful scribe

blissed, burnished memories held

of sun’s exquisite horizon meld

..

my beloved misanthrope

these heavens are a pastiche of your dreams

through my exuberant eyes you will gasp

at such

phantasmagoric

scenes

Simulacrum

share a photograph of yourself

choose with care and send it to me

so that I may have you frozen in time

the you, that you were, before we

 

tint it with saturated tone

accentuate with overtly bright

label it “when i sought alone”

dazzle my inquisitive sight

 

perhaps a more whimsical take

with a backdrop of bliss-ed bokeh

RAW file, watermarked – not a fake

untouched, entirely you on display

 

and if offered as muted capture

a sepia tinged daguerreotype

i’ll hold with trembling fingers

as memento

your beloved archetype

 

 

………

bokeh is the pleasing or aesthetic quality of out-of-focus blur in a photograph.

 

A seed

did it rain all day …

did the clouds not part their lead

loaded grey?

your heart mud heavy in the moist

your spirit soaked

in need of hoist

oh how I wanted to be your shelter

but at first i could barely raise

a rusted umbrella frame

my own self in search

of enfeebled ovule to reclaim

a seed set swirlward to shallow drain

till our fingers meshed there

to sieve and save

ourselves

this union, we crave

your name … so shall I engrave

in the dry ground tomorrow