Category: poets

Fleeting flickers

I never wanted to be your whole world

That’s just too big a burden for anyone

And I’d surely tumble, sooner or later

I only hoped to be a few important moments

That you might chose to hold close and…remember

Poet of the Light © 2018

Congeries

Blindfold me with silky whispers

Strip me naked with your eyes

Tie my hands taught with metaphors

Tease my senses with your scent

Drive my imagination wildly insane

As you degust my innate nectar drops

And I plunge deeper- in your complex folds

Where I live and die, over and over again

As pleasure of your unbeknownst…wishes

Poet of the Light © 2019

Sashay

My heart: distinct rapport

Like some rural cottage, set aside

Amidst a lush meadow of droplets

And a quaint warm babbling brook

As fluidity rushes over bold boulders

Where I-bath beneath a lunar umbrella

As sweet mellisonant tones harmonize

With each of my thunderous beats, bellowing

As if they were divine whispered messages

Set sailing- emotionally on soulful breathes

Worded vividness; wished desires; art in motion

Bound for the silky treasure of her clasp…of me

Poet of the Light © 2019

Blindingly

I often find myself subdued

Liken, a room without a view

Until I set my sights on your picture

Painted by your heartfelt words

Unlocking my mind, my soul

And between those lines, I go

Listening only to your whispery voice

Akin a trickling flow water over ice

Where I escape this acute silence

Into a realm with your silky essence

Nakedly we peregrinate shores

Where all our lofty dreams gather

As we lay upon them like a bed

Releasing all our tense constrictions

Intertwined, savoring each other

Like divine wine…from heaven

Poet of the Light © 2019

Comfort-less

 

Years have past but not without

my personal felt notice-

regarding each of those missed moments.

 

There still comes times

when I go mindlessly into other rooms

to initiate aflutter conversations

of something inspired to speak over

and the empty cold silence has to

drastically remind me- you’re gone.

 

I stand in a sorrowful dumbfounded mess

never really knowing, for just how long

let alone recalling…what day, today was.

 

Poet of the Light © 2019

Glint

 

It’s over

the flicker of hope

extinguished

by a gasping breath

exhaled too soon

thru a premature grin

 

The hollows of a hearth

cold and silent

broken darkness

all is as it was, again

 

Normalcy for me…lives on

 

Poet of the Light © 2019