As I Bathe

From the Layde and the Knight Series

In solitude the waters soothe me

bathing in darkness and wild
pondering the woes of love...
wandering thoughts

escape.

What of love and passion bait
tis that which eludes me
whilst black and silver

stars do shine above...

What of love?

Eyes closed yet open wide
the dreamscape thoughts
of him who lingers in 
the shadows of my mind

Rustling leaves in distance way
tell a story a far off and 
yet in my mind I do so 
place wishes to the wind
that him who haunts my 
dreams may still and yet
come to me

Will it yet or ever be?

Visions of Knight on wings
that fly and peer at me
with eyes that pierce the 
blackness while I sing
my fated song for whose
ears may never hear

I see him not and yet so clear.

The words from my lips do flow
"come to me my lover know...
the timeless embers no man knows
while under heated woolen throw
our time is now and forever..."

 

My sultry words on deaf
ears fall for tonite no 
lover comes...

remove myself do I
from darkness bathe.

 

Tomorrow comes a new day.

Dans mon rêve il reste...

(in my dream he stays)

 

Author's Note

This is in response to Ken's "The Layde and the Knight" which is the first part of the series. He, of course writing the Knight's part, and I being the Layde. We were able to recovery only two of my poems in the series. The other one, of course, being Beyond the Pale. I hope that I will be able to do the missing poems justice as I try to write them again. (They were lost in the GREAT CRASH).

Reviews

[Tony Jordan]

It was this kind of writing, this style, this archaic style with it's beautiful calligraphy of words that appealed to me as a 13 year old boy who had previously spent his spare time reading about ancient Egypt and Norse legends.
I encountered it in school while studying Shakespeare and I knew that I was being shown a wonderful linguistic world.
You hit the spot here too S.M.
I'm sorry to hear you lost the works.

I thoroughly enjoyed this. It made me feel 13 again.

[SM Davis]

Your words are so very kind! We enjoyed writing this. The true artist, though, is Ken Simms. He wrote and I responded. The story was great while it lasted. This was years ago. You're very kind! I'm pleased you enjoyed this.

[Tony Jordan]

Ken Simm...I don't think I've had the pleasure of reading that writer.
If this is the collab you sai it is then it is a very successful and eloquent one.
Well done Ben Simm and you my friend. :)

[SM Davis]

I recommend you spend time reading his work. I've learned an immense amount about writing from that man. http://www.writerscafe.org/Ken%20Simm

[Tony Jordan]

oh I found one by him - have you read this one
http://www.writerscafe.org/writing/Ken%20Simm/352223/

[SM Davis]

I have read all of his work. :)

[Tony Jordan]

Forgive me SM - I was just messing around. I just read that one and it's hilarious but unlike the rest of his canon. I agree he is an outstanding talent.
:))

[Richard McLin]

Love the little french twist at the end of the piece. This is a great piece, with a flow I'm jealous of. I know every time I'm reading one of your pieces, that the quality is going to be amazing, and this was no exception. Great job.

-Richard

[emmajoy]

' Eyes closed yet open wide
the dreamscape thoughts
of him who lingers in
the shadows of my mind'

When emotions are at their highest, seems true poetry is born. When such words are born surely they're not lost but merely hiding.

[SM Davis]

Oh yes, Emma. They hide for Aeons sometimes and then explode out the end of my pen! :) Thank you for reading....I hope you'll enjoy the rest of the series.

[emmajoy]

I've been told that aeons create myths But, isn't forever the ultimate desire when two minds collide? Of course I'll enjoy them all.

[Matthew Ian Herrawood W]

thi is really good. the sense of longing hit me hard i remembered a time in my life i felt the same... funny thing is now me and my girlfriend are together when she isnt next to me i long for her that much more. i was thinking about that as i read it again and the many ways i could then interpret it were Amazing.

[Gandré]

I have read his poem and now your, both truly splendiferous.. I loved this part especially:

"Rustling leaves in distance way
tell a story a far off and
yet in my mind I do so
place wishes to the wind
that him who haunts my
dreams may still and yet
come to me" ----------------------------so tender, so wishful and innocent...

the whole poem created as an answer to his poem.. hmm one can feel the urgence how intense her desire for him is. similarly, the modern poetess's defiance of the clasical motifs - how beautiful.

[Rhine Wolf]

this is so sad yet so beautifull.

[Damien Dsoul]

It is sonorous, it is enchanting, it is brilliantly riverting. The musicality of it: poetic and deep. I can picture the narrator bathing in lake with the full moon's glare showering down on her while she languidly recites these words ... these words into my ear as I fall asleep. Deeply.