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This poem grew from a framework of just the four words which form the opening lines of each stanza.
Attraction - 30 Nov 13
Words
I heard you speak
Your words
Warm honeyed
Calling me
Lips
Brushed mine
Soft angel wings
Enticing
Eyes
Entrancing alluring
Shaping touch
Through sight
You
Complete me
I Love the way these grow almost by themselves.
Nothing seemed to be flowing, I heard the single word in my mind and suddenly things became more liquid.
Probability [Acrostic] - 29 Nov 13
Pen moves slowly
Reluctant thoughts
Originating in otherness
Balance of persuasion
About a selfless place
Bringing new silence
Into a thoughtful moment
Light flows liquid
Into the mind of creation
Together in Infinity
Yet still apart
Otherness ~ the place where all dreams and poems come.
I had just finished building the post for yesterday's poem when Muse touched me and suggested another poem.
Dream Seeds - 27 Nov 13
Dream seeds
Scattered by the wind
On frosted mornings
Tapping into hidden images
Secret thoughts
Wrapped in phantom visions
Waiting
Harvest
Single seed
Ready to grow
Flowers at night
Sweet perfume fills the mind
Opening doors to dream
Opening dreams
I rather like the rapid sequence, especially when poems with totally different feelings come into being.
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 ...
Just a little Love song for a Tuesday ~ or any other day too.
Heaven - 25 Nov 13
Heaven is a place
In your Heart
You took me there
In the moment
You smiled at me
Just because it feels good to say it.
Another poem with more than just a hint of "limite surréaliste". It grew during the night and really wanted to be published, so ...
Moments In Hand - 25 Nov 13
Moving a moment
From hand to hand
Mine to yours
Flowing it through
Our Hearts
Feeling the movement
Tide of Love
Touches every part
Moments encapsulate
A moving hand
Standing still
In the waves
Hands wave and hold
A moment of movement
In motion forever
I Love the way these poems flow.
A poem which grew in the late hours of yesterday and which is infused with a large measure of "limite surréaliste".
Silence Between - 23 Nov 13
Words form in the silence
Between sounds
Music touched by thunder
Contrapuntal rhythm
Headache tinges the dark
With unnatural shades
Silence asks ~ can you hear me?
Request for conversation
In the spaces
Under raindrops
In the quiet moment
A single indrawn breath
Dawn
Was this a dream or something bigger or even a dream of something bigger. One letter changed makes a world of difference.
I said "I haven't got a poem written yet, I'm still waiting for inspiration."
Moments later ...
You Inspire Me [Acrostic] - 23 Nov 13
Yesterday I had thoughts
Of the way things should
Unfold
I did not anticipate
Nor consider
Simple changes
Perpetrated
In our lives by our
Restless Souls
Endlessly
Moving our Love through
Eternity
An acrostic Love song ~ is this a first for me?
Another little Haikū to keep things flowing.
Night Hunters [Haikū] - 22 Nov 13
Whispers in the night
Mice plot the quest for their food
Owls wait patiently
This might have been partially inspired by the fact that I had watched the third part of the "Blade" trilogy last night, not that there were owls and mice in the movie but the idea of night hunters rather stuck in my mind,.
A little poem with a hint of "limite surréaliste" to add a touch of spice.
Dancing In Midnight - 21 Nov 13
Midnight dancer
Slow movement
Beneath the watchful
Moon gazing through
Clouds
Soft beat rhythm pulse
Two Hearts move
Together sliding slow
Walk narrow lanes
In cold lamplight
Another midnight
Circling dance
Subtle smile shapes
The night moves
The song never ends
I am not entirely certain where the inspiration for this came from but I feel that it works rather well.
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