Teach Me To Whisper

Teach me to whisper like early-morn blush

against the cheek of the illumined sky,

like the green blades of grass beside the rush

of the river that is hastening by.

Teach me the love that is found in a rose

and written in crimson calligraphy

across the earth, making merry of woes,

in a swirl of fire and epiphany.

Teach me the touch of immortal extent,

wherein forever is found in a flash,

where shadows of thought are an aliment,

a source of life among ruin and ash.

Teach me the hope of the blossoming bud,

tremendously tender and spun sublime,

with her flesh on fire from euphoric blood

and flaming curves that are bedewed with time.

Teach me the truth of mist on the water,

the white shroud of silence that drapes the blue,

where shadows hush like a quiet daughter,

waiting for the winds of a warmer hue.

Teach me the love of a lifetime of bliss,

where warm shades of passion burn like a fire,

where foreplay flutters are born in the kiss

between lips of unquenchable desire.

Teach me the joy that I see in your eyes

whenever I see you looking at me,

in that intimate way you alchemize

and turn my soul into a rhapsody.

Teach me to whisper the words of my heart,

the lover's song that I'm aching to sing

and bridge the distance which keeps us apart

by teaching heart how to lift its redwing.

Author's Note

Reviews

[Forest Green]

Incredible...a sublime mix of hearthstone, open skies, and heartbeats.
'Teach me the love that is found in a rose
and written in crimson calligraphy
across the earth, making merry of woes,
in a swirl of fire and epiphany.'

Your touch in this poem beggars description. Where has your work been hiding?

Wonderfully complete and truly, truly original.

Daniel

[Ruth]

Stunning!
A really moving poem!
The journey through this is amazing:) Absolutely wonderful imagery!
xx

[Abdul Aziz]

I am afraid I do not have anything constructive to say, if praise doesn't qualify to be constructive.
I wonder what I should say here, other than reinforce everyone's views that this poem is among the best in the Cafe! This is beautiful, hypnotic, enchanting, and I'm running out of adjectives.
I usually like to quote lines that stand out, for me. But there are no such lines in this poem. Each line has been crafted with meticulate skill, and metronomic precision.
The poem feels alive, in every sense of the word.
You make me retain my faith in poetry.
This one goes into my favorites, and I'll make sure I share it with everyone I know, as well.

[Cristal Bridges]

I absolutely LOVE this! It's beautiful to the umteenth degree. I love all the lines but my favorite is:

"with her flesh on fire from euphoric blood "

Euphoric blood is a great description in this line and I'm sure we've all felt that feeling. I just love the way you write as well, it's this sparkle. If that makes any sense. Every words you write is like a sparkle glittering on the sea. Your words are lovely and so well put together. They just flow. I can tell that you are one of those writers that sits down and just opens a vein.

Wonderful work! Bravo!

[FlawedByDesign]

I'm rarely blown away and I can attest that this is such a moment.
This is absolutely stunning! Beautifully intricate and quite intoxicating in the way that it drew me in, held me tight and didn't let me go until I was done. In fact I think it still lingers on in my mind. Very powerful :)

Each and every quatrain blossoms on it's own, but put together they are sublime. The rhyme is really strong and it does wonders in creating flow.

Amazingly well done! This one is going into my favourites :)

[Liza]

what a wonderful expression of a willing student that wants to learn

[ShAb]

Oh my god, the expressions are so beautiful, the images are surreal and fantastic..I think you've done a marvellous job with this, and i'm gearing up to read many more writings from your ink.

[Marie Anzalone]

Just stopping by to enjoy your words again. I cannot praise this poem enough in its beauty, honesty, and simplicity. You touched something eternal in this write.

[Art]

Nice work...everything about this poem is tossed into the depths of thought...grasping life through teaching from another who can show one more than the surface of reality, that is knowing life...the only line that seems unfinished, to me, is the last line, it just seems to be missing something...

other than that a very nice work of thought through poem...

[Luke Masters]

Ah, beautiful on the second read too.

[Luke Masters]

This was truly beautiful... I feel like I say that a lot to people, and I mean it every time, but... This. Was. Truly. Beautiful. I loved this. It flowed beautifully and swept me away. I hope your "teaher" appreciates it :) Excuse me, while I read it again.