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A couple of words from a conversation, a night ago, formed the original inspiration for this poem and Muse gave me a little prod this evening to actually bring it out into the world.
Wandering Kisses - 23 Jan 11
Feling the wind of your
Passing
Feeling the drift of
You
Memories just forming
Storing for another when...
Future echoes in my mind
Remembering the hours we
Spent
Playing together in careless
Hours
Feeling your wandering kisses
Following your fingertips...
Across and around
In the silent hours after midnight
We sat together
Talked in our minds
Talked with our bodies
Silence was never so loud
Feeling our hours
Together
Sharing our wandering kisses
Through the night
Through us always
Calling the kisses...
Home
Another poem which grew suddenly and emerged fully-formed.
I woke early and looked out of my bedroom window - what I saw inspired this poem; I had to wait for the evening before I was able to illustrate it.
Dawn Watcher - 22 Jan 11
Sky growing pale
Swirls of mist
Obscuring details
Moon
No longer pregnant
Rides low
In the western sky
Watching for the dawn
This is the first illustrated poem in Muse for a very long time - it probably won't be the last...
This poem came through in a way that interrupted my evening meal - it was worth it, I feel.
Revealed - 20 Jan 11
Seeing my world
Through your eyes
The secret corners
Where I thought
My thoughts
Were hidden
You saw me clearly
I couldn't hide me
From you
Even if I tried
Even if I wanted to
You looked within me
And touched
Touched the real me
Unexpectedly
You opened my doors
Allowed the sunlight in
And I saw the real me
Well...do you think it was worth letting my meal grow cold to allow this poem to flow? Muse offers some really interesting things at unusual times.
Another selection from my archives...
Haikū - 33
Source
Standing before me,
beauty, you are always my
inspiration source
Trousers
Trying on trousers
my son has grown out of, but
too big for ME now
Low Cloud
Clouds flying low now
hiding sunset, tops of hills
Moon will not be seen
Night
Night, her cloak of cloud
wrapped me in her damp embrace,
hides the Moon from me
Night Cloud
Low flying cloud, dark
street lights blurring fade the road
into the night's gloom
Compete
If you compete with
Sun for warmth, Moon for beauty
you would always win
Brighter
Getting brighter now
cloud leaving the ground, no rain,
might be a good day
New poems to come...
This poem was birthed this afternoon after I had experienced "The Road to Otherwhere" [posted to Visions] and it was fed by the thoughts which filled my mind.
Temptress - 12 Jan 11
Velvet tongued
Temptress
Laid sweet words
Upon my brow
Caressed my cheeks
Placed gentle
Kisses
Across my lips
Invited me
Enticed me
Took my Soul
On a blissful journey
On waves
Of ecstasy
Took me
To her Valley Temple
Shared her Nectar
Asked me to drink
Made me drunk
With her
Intense
Intoxication
Passion lifted me
We took flight
Together...
Never returned
Shared Passions in the Secret Places of my life...
A few more Haikū from my hand-written records...
Haikū - 32
Contract
Written in the sand
waiting to be blown to send
a contract with me
Wishing
Wishing you were here
show me where I need to go
I think I am lost
Trying
Sun tries to contract
the clouds and show some blue sky
the clouds are winning
Wandering
In an afternoon
of wandering thoughts we meet
I am lost in you
Lonely
When I feel lonely
I gather my thoughts of you
then I feel better
Bottle
A bottle of 'you'
savoured, consumed with pleasure
leaves no hangover
Love's Dawn
A smile brought forth now
as thoughts of love flow in me
and I watch love's dawn
Something new will be posted here soon - keep your eyes open.
Inspired by a photograph I took yesterday and some memories that resurfaced while looking at the image, this poem was born...
Slow Waves - 06 Jan 11
Out on the cliffs
Alone
Watching the slow waves
Wash against my shore
In measured beat
Dreaming of other times
When you were with me
In my mind
In my world
Touching
You cannot be with me again
Ever
It was just a dream
I held
That wandered into waking hours
Pressed against the bars
Of my mind
Calling
Into empty space
Rattling the cage
So I watch the waves
And let them wash my thoughts
Away
Toward you
Again
Melancholy thoughts inspired by a grey sea under a grey sky...
This poem was inspired by an Haikū I wrote last April, when I read at it again I realised that there was more to say...
The Flower of Eternity - 24 Apr 10 and 04 Jan 11
The rarest blossom
A flower sweet with perfume
Grows within your Soul
I offer the occasional tear
...To water the flower
The sunshine from a gaze
...To encourage it to grow and flourish
The warmth of a smile
...To bring it into full flower
The power of passion
...To take it into Eternity
There was further inspiration from a conversation I had last night - I hope she approves...Muse does.
Too long a gap since the last poem was posted - so I offer a few Haikū to show that I am still here...
Haikū 31
Proper
Searching between lines
questing to find the proper
response to your words
Midnight
Watching, midnight hours
foxes play on darkened streets
church bells mock the night
Search
My questing began
on the day I was reborn
the search continues
Smile
Sweet memories smile
old friends and new friends mingle
giving me new joy
Blossom
The rarest blossom
a flower sweet with perfume
grows within your Soul
Clouds
Ashen clouds, trying
to squeeze tears from secret eyes
no sunset tonight
Merging
Sunset veiled by cloud
light rain falls and hides the Moon
day and night merging
Hoping to post something new somewhen soon.
Something I listened to just before turning off my computer triggered this poem and I sat on the edge of my bed and wrote the first two stanzas, the third came through as I was writing them up before posting the poem to Muse.
Siren Song - 27 Dec 10
The siren's
Wordless song
Enflames the passion
Within my Soul
Draws me on
Into her world
Takes me
On a journey
Far beyond
My imaginings
She stands before me
Sylph-like
Reaching out
Inviting
Enticing
Teasing
Taking me
Into her secret night
To dream
So deep
Waking into a day
Dark
Without her presence
To brighten my life
I walk through
The world
Alone...
I crave the night
I craft the words when Muse says "Write..." and sometimes unexpected things appear...
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