The Lady

This poem grew from a prompt in Poetry Jam ~ I shall not say anything further about the poem but feel that it works rather well.




The Lady  -  27 Jul 12


The lady came
Lay down your words
Said she
Craft a special spell
For me

She told me
What she wanted
Her needs and desires
She bid me build
Then with a smile ~ departed

I laboured long
The fragments grew
Into a complex web
Words chased around
And came together

I called ~ requested
The lady's presence
She smiled
Took the proffered scroll
And read

In silence
With a growing smile
Perfect said she
Laid a kiss on the edge
Sealed

Looked deep into my eyes
The smile in hers growing
I felt my Heart enflamed
You are mine
Enchanter ~ Enchanted




This is my entry for Poetry Jam ~ Do You Believe In Magic
http://poetryjaam.blogspot.co.uk/

In An Afternoon Dream

In a sleepy afternoon, gentle sounds drifted through the warmth of the day and this poem was birthed and grew quite quickly.  I felt that posting it here in Muse now would be a good idea.





In An Afternoon Dream  -  23 Jul 12


She

A secret smile
Shown only to me
Warmth from her Heart

Touched

In ways that can never
Be explained
Brought Love

Me

Accepted Love from me
In ways she alone knew
How to take

Made

Showed me that I
Could become
We ~ and grow

Me

In the Infinities of possibilities
Our Eternities
Shine brightly

Sing




I thank Muse for the inspiration and gentle nudges.
 

The Sounds of Time

The first few lines of this poem were born a few days ago followed by a kind of silence.  Maybe it was a little joke by Muse, given the title of the poem.  I'm really not certain what was happening but today the rest of the poem was suddenly birthed.





The Sounds of Time  -  08 & 15 Jul 12


Susurration
Sand between fingers
Sensuously
Slide

Slipping under feet
Sea kisses our toes
Sowing new memories
Seeding dreams

Slow
Seconds
Stretch into hours
Stretch into days

Sounds of time
Secret songs
Sung out loud
Souls in harmony

Singing




I'm puzzled by the alliteration and not certain how it was formed but I do like the effect.

Reality Seven ~ Reality

Yesterday another poem in the Reality series started to grow ~ from the final stanza forward.  Quite unusual for the last lines to come formed before anything else.  It was completed this afternoon and I now present it here.





Reality Seven ~ Reality  -  07 & 08 Jul 12

In our play
She led us deep…
Deep within the forest
Into the Halls
Of Poseidon

Amethysts shone
Diamonds lit the way
Our eyes reflected
The beauty
Skin glowed

We swam again
In Ocean’s warmth
Our thoughts entwined
Dreams blended
Our tails
Moved in synchrony

Contagious smile
Caressed me
Said…
Welcome home

It may be that this is the final poem in the Reality series - I feel that completion has been achieved but who knows what Muse knows.

Waiting for Me

I was supposed to be watching a DVD but Muse had other ideas and she started to steer me along a rather interesting path.  I am often puzzled by what takes me into these places but am always well rewarded by the experience.





Waiting for Me  -  06 Jul 12


Her breathing
Slow
Shallow
Regular
Her smile
Warmer than fire

Walking through
The chambers of my mind
The hidden secret places
That only dream
Uncovered
…Incompletely

She knew
How to look past
The images
The ancient myths
I inhabited
Unconsciously

Saw me
Looked
At the dreams
Knew me
Looked at my dreams
Entered them

Entered me
Looked in all the places
That I knew
Have been
Want to go
Will touch

In slow gentle breath
Said
Let us go there
See what we can find
In our new worlds
Seeking





Thank you Muse for another interesting journey.

Aqua [Reality Six]

A new poem born from a call out of Muse and a realisation that I hadn't touched on this aspect of Reality before in any of my poems.






Aqua  -  04 Jul 12


Tease
Flicked water at me
Giggled

Slipped
Into the water again
Smiling

Invited
Chase ~ dive with her
Deeper

Legs
Not as efficient as
Tail

She
Circled back to collect
Me





Another thing that inspired and triggered this was a recent statement from the American government denying the possibility of Mermaids ~ like the denial of UFOs.
Smiling broadly...

Panther in the Night

This poem grew suddenly in the very early hours, the day was but a few hours old, Muse wouldn't allow me to relax but insisted that it was placed in a document and transferred to this blog immediately.  I know better than to argue with Muse and her recommendations.





Panther in the Night  -  01 Jul 12


Eyes ~ black
Like polished coal
Cut through me
Touched me deep within
Framed in green

Watched me
Purred
In the night
Light rain ~ misted dark
Jewelled fur

She lay beside me
Took my hand ~ smiled
Held me close
I felt her warm breath
On my neck

Sensuously
She writhed against me
Whispered ~ "...now my Love"
In the darkness
Panther





I feel that this is one of the better flow poems and hope you do too.