La Rougeur D'Amour

Like a spark of light, gentle words infuse 

What once was lost to the crystal calls of time.

Long ago, whimsical flames would weave gold-trimmed fancies

Between each fine raven lash of your orchid, changeling eyes

Like a burning blush of diamond Nuvo, there is no place my heart can Go

I cannot hide between the mystic lines of song and rhyme

Or flee to the space between mercurial kisses

And charred, winsome scenes. 

I kissed your name to every shaking leaf

Of reflective, silvery willow trees.

I sang your name to spirits swimming in the breeze,

Loftily melodic in their roving loyalties. 

I carved your name upon each grain of sand,

So velvet waves would memorize the tide of your hand.

I dreamed your name until my soul was lost,

so that i'd never forget every nuance at any cost.

The caress of your impressionism hand, brushing

Tones of water-color love splashed across

the pristine screen of cinematic dreams. 

Cherished stolen moments are the whispers of life in me. 

la rougeur d'amour

The pearls of promises falling from buttery clouds

Mist ribbons of light streak 'cross this starry night

Won't breathe at ease until these starving seconds pass. 

Reviews

[Perdition]

I feel like a reflection drifting within a lake of imagery while reading this one. Every time a ripple rises my stance is changed. "An impressionism hand"..now that stanza crawls into my lungs along with the image of carving a name into each grain of sand for the waves to memorize the tide of a hand..wow. This is what poetry SHOULD be...death or love rising on a page. SO glad you picked up the pen again.

[Allie]

Lovely, absolutely lovely! I love how your writing can be so abstract but real at the same time. If that makes sense.

[Pax Analog]

Deliciously nimble, this. I love the mix of sensuous lushness & attentive surprise. I also like the circumstance of a room full of people talking to you. It's a parfait swirl
of savory soul sense & splendid wit.

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vividly beautiful!

[Michael X]

To fall into the winds of a poem, then drift into moonolit expression,
to gaze beyond the Venus, I am a fan of this imagery, a spray of stars
across the readers mind, to invoke the skies of tomarrow, capturing
the illusion that is the dream undefined, beautiful, crafted flow ^_^

[Rosalind Gale]

I feel that your half distraction is anothers full attention. I love this vast journey into the heart of love, life, and the magic of 'stolen moments.'
Rosa -xx-

[Eric Cox]

Wow. Cool. Loved the imagery and poetic flow upon this. An excellent write. Very nice pen upon this.

[Leslie Philibert]

Like very much the very rich,complex imagery. lots to enjoy here. I wouldn`t
change too much, the first thoughts often come direct from the soul !

[Eve]

It's fantastic and dreamily surreal, so vivid, some of the lines in here take my breathe away, I can't believe you wrote this in a crowded room with people talking to you at the same time..wow...what I struggle with seems to come so naturally with you. Beautiful does not even capture the expressions here, I need stronger bigger adjectives!

[Lydia]

I love the detail.
Great write!

[r. f. jordan]

this is important work that does a fine job of capturing the moment the speaker is witnessing. the last line is bold, decadent, imaginative, and hopeful, as is the rest of the poem. thank you for sharing your talent with us on this site.