Under the Ruby Speckled Foliage

Under the Ruby Speckled Foliage

A Poem by Max Meunier

Under the ruby speckled foliage
Hours passed as our past spilled out before us
Random shapes, unraveling growth
As strange as what we have become
Soaked in sun drawn salted dew
So few had I come to know of
Sounds of smiles would crumble walls
As tall as mountains in exile
Forgotten flesh that forged anew
Towards the dawn, in sacred solitude
We held forever, ever knowing
Nothing more than love’s luxuries

Kissed by fallen gem, now stained
The hues of human sacrifice
Every loss suffered shone through
This crooked canvas, clamoring
Wisdom watching as we weep
In vivid breaths that still the air
In wintry wafts of stolen strength
The lengthy load now languid

© 2016 Max Meunier


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The below lines. So damn good.
Kissed by fallen gem, now stained
The hues of human sacrifice
"Every loss suffered shone through
This crooked canvas, clamoring
Wisdom watching as we weep
In vivid breaths that still the air
In wintry wafts of stolen strength
The lengthy load now languid"
These words made me wish to write. The words create visions and left me with something to think about. Thank you Max for sharing the excellent poetry.
Coyote

Posted 4 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Max Meunier

4 Years Ago

i appreciate your words more than i am able to express. my regard for you and your writings make yo.. read more
Coyote Poetry

4 Years Ago

I enjoyed your work and you are welcome.



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Pardon me for not being good at interpreting abstract writing. Despite not following every aspect of your message, I love the word-crafting all along. "Ruby-speckled foliage" is a brilliant & vividly crafted phrase, as are many others thru-out. "Sacred solitude" and "Wisdom watching as we weep" = good alliteration.

Posted 4 Years Ago


The below lines. So damn good.
Kissed by fallen gem, now stained
The hues of human sacrifice
"Every loss suffered shone through
This crooked canvas, clamoring
Wisdom watching as we weep
In vivid breaths that still the air
In wintry wafts of stolen strength
The lengthy load now languid"
These words made me wish to write. The words create visions and left me with something to think about. Thank you Max for sharing the excellent poetry.
Coyote

Posted 4 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Max Meunier

4 Years Ago

i appreciate your words more than i am able to express. my regard for you and your writings make yo.. read more
Coyote Poetry

4 Years Ago

I enjoyed your work and you are welcome.

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Added on August 15, 2016
Last Updated on August 15, 2016
Tags: max, meunier, poetry, lament, childhood, wistful, nostalgia, sentimental, life, aging


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