Under the Ruby Speckled Foliage

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

Reviews

[Coyote Poetry]

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

[Max Meunier]

i appreciate your words more than i am able to express. my regard for you and your writings make your thoughtful reviews and time taken something i cherish even more so with heightened gratitude. i sincerely thank you for granting me your considered thoughts. whenever i read your words, as a heartfelt review or in the form of your written artistry, i find that i am always left with feelings of inspiration and a bolstering of my will to express in written form. thank you for your kindness of heart and your true artist's soul.

[Coyote Poetry]

I enjoyed your work and you are welcome.

[barleygirl]

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.