Petals

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A book falls apart in beauty. 

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Petals    -    22 May 20 

Pages from a floral book 

Scattered across the ground 

Soft scented velvet tome 

Chase the wind-blown script 

To read the words 

Soon to be lost 

Petals take the wind 

To travel the world 

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Read the beauty of the words. 

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Escape

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For and about the one special person.

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Escape   -   22 Aug 19

Little chains hold me
In ways I did not expect
Chains made of Love
Wrapped in velvet
Bound with kisses
I have no desire to escape
The warmth of Love
Too great a pleasure
To reject

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Love holds me.

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Dark Rose

A beautiful, if a little sad, song today.





Dark Rose  -  18 Mar 17

The scent of rich Burgundy

On a crimson night

Brings back thoughts

Images

Laden with the memories

Of summers gone

Now all I have

Is a dark rose

Wrapped in velvet

This is not autobiographical but I do recognise the elements.

Velvet Rose

A Love song which talks to my memory and my senses.






Velvet Rose  -  18 Feb 16

In my hand
Your gift to me
My memory
Always reminds me
Of how it smells
The velvet rose
Is always with me





Then again, Love songs always do talk to the memory.

Night Movement

A little sensuous feeling in the night.





Night Movement  -  12 Jul 15

In a velvet room
Wrapped in satin
Coloured by shades
Of the cool night air
Cocooned in comfort
As Love moves
Around us and fills us





Those subtle touches.

Dark Caresses

Another little touch of velvet to raise the senses.





Dark Caresses  -  22 May 15

Caressing the dark
Velvet waves
Passing over
Through
Within

Caressed by the dark
Velvet gloves
Passing over
Smoothing
Skin

Caressed by whispers
Gentle velvet words
Filling ears and mind
Sliding into dark corners
Lighting them with Love





Caresses are always good.

Directions To You

This poem was birthed when the first two lines wandered into my mind.  I had no idea from whence they came nor where they would lead and was quite surprised to discover that it became a Love song.





Directions To You  -  16 Feb 15

Reaching down
I touch the sky
Within soft curves
Gentle waves
Caressing my mind
As I dream you

Reaching out
I touch you
Whisper soft welcoming
Our hands meet
In a playful dance
Through starlight halls

Reaching up
Beyond thought
Words wrapped in velvet
Presented with a silver kiss
Melting my Heart
And I touch you





I rather like surprise poems.

Painted Light

Another poem with a hint of "limite surréaliste" to add a touch of something else to the feel.





Painted Light  -  13 Jan 15

Soft
Velvet blue
Sky shines with painted light
Fading slowly
Into cloud
Remembering in the rain
How it was
When last we drank
The sky
And whispered the rose
Velvet crimson
Remembering the rain
Soft





How often do we drink the sky?

 

Images Of You

A Love song with a hint of "limite surréaliste" to add a little spice.





Images Of You  -  07 Nov 14

Before me and with me
I see you
Inner me
Has watched you dance
Nights in red velvet
Hair flowing
Watched you walk
Beside the sea
Your dress matched
Aquamarine waves
Watched you dream
Under the tree
On a hot afternoon
Dressed in cool blue
Organza flow
In all these
Images of you
One thing is constant
I see your
Beauty





The flow is constant.

Wandering Mind

This poem has elements of dreamscape, labyrinth walking and just a hint of Love song.





Wandering Mind  -  02 Oct 14

In the cave of night
Velvet dark caresses
Reassures
Allows the mind to wander
And dreams to explore
While holding the scarlet thread
Which will lead me back to you





I rather like the effect that this blend brings out.

Rose Fire

I offer you this token of a Love which grew in the night.





Rose Fire  -  08 Jan 14

Rose
Velvet petals
Crimson shades of night
To you I give
This token
My passionate Love
Burns





Passion.

Velvet Night [Haikū]

Another Haikū to allow the feel of the softness of night.





Velvet Night [Haikū]  -  27 Nov 13

Wrapped in black velvet
Stars pale ~ winter night surrounds
Love always shines brighter





In the night stars watch ...

Close Your Eyes

The first stanza grew just before I went to sleep and the remainder flowered this afternoon.  The date remains valid because I am a "late to bed ~ late to rise" kind of person.
I present this new poem for your consideration.





Close Your Eyes  -  12 Feb 13


Close your eyes
Let your thoughts wander
Through our dream
Can you see me?
Can you feel my touch?

Crimson velvet petals ~ soft
Caressing visions of Love
Sweet perfume touches
My senses ~ enflaming thoughts
Dreams awaken

Sketched in Amethyst
Drawn in future memories
May be ~ might be
Or have they already happened?
Living them now

Closed eyes
Taste the rose
Feel the Amethyst dream
Remember when
Touch We now





More thanks are due to Muse for her little suggestions.

Soul Flight

This poem took a little longer to emerge - it feels more like free-association but seems to flow more easily.





Soul Flight - 21 Dec 10

You whispered
Into my Soul
Touched deep within
Held my Heart close
Burned my desires
On the Altar
Birthed my Phœnix
Let it fly

On wings of fire
We flew
From the dawn
Into the light of
A new day
Fingers coax desire
Dew from a rose
Crimson velvet
Scattered on the ground

We drank the last
Of the midnight wine
Sipped from the cup
Shared between us
Before we turned again
To kiss
And kiss again
Our Soul





Muse smiled as this poem grew - I think she knows more than she lets on.

Gentle Hand

Another of the poems which started unexpectedly but required a little coaxing to bring it to some kind of completion. It is a little more 'free-form' than most of the poems here but...well, see what you think.





Gentle Hand - 22 May 10

And time rolled by
Waves across the sand
Stirring my imagination
With a gentle hand

Caressing me
Holding my thoughts
Wrapped in velvet
Cradled in silk
Perfumed
With your special scent
Your essence

Music playing in my mind
Draws an ancient memory
From a resting place
Into the light
Where an examination
Will show
The scars and smiles
In equal measure

You reach out and take it
Into your hand
Smile into it...breathe into it
Give a little kiss
Make it so the pain can fade
Shine the smiles
Then put it back with
Another kiss
To keep it company

Along the strandline
Two pairs of feet
Mark the tide
And trace
The memories
Where imagination has laid
A gentle hand





I sometimes wonder where Muse finds these ideas to feed to me - other times I realise that they are hiding just beneath the surface of my mind.