I have watched them fly, dainty fuschia flat feet in air. 'h's, 'ks' leaping,hanging from their poles. I have held 'y' stretching its sleepy arms, and sent it your way. Words splaying across daisy laden fields, thumbing silver edges of clouds. Falling in multidimensional hue,trails, laying out pale purls beyond cloistered miles, connecting two lonely hearts.
I can shed more emotional luggage with words, than by shedding a thousand orgasms. A compassionate shoulder cushioning my clumsy head, patient ears solacing day long rants. What else could a bereaved soul ask for?...
I have tried to make myself understand, to my dear paramour. Batting my eyelids,dilating my eyes.. My heart fluttering on mascara adorned lids. He wallowed into pool of my eyes, yet returned befuddled.
Give me pastel scented sheets, or else roughened paper scented with ink seeping from my pen. My words would dance, spring on paper beam.. My soul would be bare, in few turns of clocks hands. Beaming at few heliocentric focal points of my life. Grimacing,shivering at other points... Few of my words..few of yours, a lifelong concatenation.
written as only those who scribe poetry can capture sucha still
moment in time, this is as the portrait of beauty you describe,
how words connect the soul, i think beyond th imagery there lies
a wise saying, timeless classic and brilliant, a poem that flows
straight into the readers heart and paints an image of expression.
This was simply beautiful.. filled with the essence of peace found in the shared communion of two people.. blending words and thoughts.. How amazing that you bring about that sense of richest union that comes about when two people grow closer through the sharing of lives and words.. wondrous words..
I agree with you that this is very akin to my "Let Words Caress Your Heart", but more elaborate, eloquent, charged with some powerful words, etc ... :)
Devon's review said everything that needs to be said about this poem.
There's probably not a better way to connect souls than this. Love this piece! It's got a sensual, luscious feel to it, but full of truths as well. You also have some really good phrasing in it.
This is, I believe, your best poem. There's more imagination in here than many people would be able to write about in a hundred poems. Your diction is at its strongest in this poem, and that's absolutely awesome. Your personifications and metaphors are spot on. Well, Devons has said everything else I guess. I can just say that this is perfect!
100/100
P.S. The only possible "glitch" I can think of is :
"I have held 'y' stretching its sleepy arms,
and send it your way."
It should either have been "and sent", or just "sending"
Joni Mitchell - Both Sides, Now
from the LP "Clouds", 1969
Bows and flows of angel hair
and ice cream castles in the air
and feather canyons everywhere,
I've looked at cloud that way
but now t.. more..