Poetry – Page 48

Silken Shadows

spinning around you
silken shadows moving fast
bend reality

your unforgettable fire
lashes my skin
until we burn so bright

There’s an idiom about you;
you clutching at old words.

Wondering about you again;
again I make haste slowly.

Frightened by the night sky;
sky dreams telling me lies.

Waiting for your love again;
again you’ll choose to hide.

There was an ordinary day,
on that day, I met a beautiful willow tree
with eyes of many colours.

With her hand in another’s,
I looked upon that willow tree with doleful love
that could never come to be

A golden-haired willow tree,
haunting my memories with her beauty and grace;
a ghost of a love unfulfilled.

Summer’s Secret shrine
Sailing on the sea slowly
Sun setting sunshine

The touch of snow,
courage where once there was a desire to be unseen.

Despite their warnings,
a desire stronger than the old trees takes hold.

Walking towards the trees,
whispering from the dark and the light of your being.

Something otherworldly,
a name forms upon your lips as you fall: “Freya”.

Ages of sorrow and happiness within
this ancient place of stone and metal.

Standing in a wistful frame of mind
as the feelings move through my heart.

Some metal bars are for protection,
while others imprison the body.

Some metal bars imprison our mind;
wisdom can be found in odd places.

playful eyes
pink blushy cheeks

frolicking around you
fluttering those big eyes

Is she a kitten or a cat?

Perhaps she is both.

fierce and kind
fiery and kinky

pretty beautiful one
flowing through my life

all hope seemed lost
a meow from the rubble
a defiant paw

The summer winds sing
of scented night vision scenes
shimmering softly.