Pleating Reverie

Seeking a medium a place of resting posture

Resistance was neither a mild walk to heaven

Hanging gardens in jazzy subtle being

Dispersing uncongealed air of flying thought

Through many forgotten noose issues

The heavens zealously will be opening a door

To shine a statuesque light of a moon

Dressed in light returning the esteemed love once lost

For ebony is the moment tolerably never fickle

As the piper decided on his sunny rhythm 

Ruminating was it ever so sweet to relish 

Long past the frequent due rings of a star

A sea of professed life they both kiss

Returning back to a congregation of lost points

By a shore of irradiated green grass

Talented are those sophic eyes of life

As a branch buoyantly peered outside it's bark

Longing to whisper rightful blessings

Extending a praisable lush of green to an open park

Relucent butterflies gather to consent

The remainings of innocence to a lilac scent

Boastful stalwart beards of old men thinking  

As the vastness of living torpidly grows

Creating this winding display of exultant chambers

As dark as the melanoid depths of night

Cresents aspire timid makings of once forgotten times

Author's Note

Reviews

[EcstaticEuphoria]

This is such a beautiful piece, so full of imaginative words and though evoking imagery. You share from your heart, thanks for letting us get a peek

[B]

Thank you for your review :)

[Pale Moon]

This is a wonderful poem my friend! :)

[B]

Thank you pale moon

[Coyote Poetry]

A wonderful poem my friend.
"The remainings of innocence to a lilac scent
Boastful stalwart beards of old men thinking"
The above lines were my favorite. True and deep words. Thank you for sharing the amazing poetry.
Coyote

[B]

Thank you C thanks thanks

[Coyote Poetry]

I'm catching up with my read requests and you are welcome.

[Poetic License]

I am blown away. I don't even know what else to say!

"Dispersing uncongealed air of flying thought"

Just wow. I was lost in your words and among them. I simply followed along, tasting and savoring each one. Each line more succulent than the last, until I was sated. It was a walk through a watercolor world.

Outstanding.

[B]

Thank you very much for all this support
its very much apprecaited

[Ana B.]

The usage of words and imaginary is awe inspiring. Loved the wisdom and word combination that you used dear author.
My favorite lines were:
''For ebony is the moment tolerably never fickle
As the piper decided on his sunny rhythm''

just wow.

[B]

Thank you so much Ana

[Einstein Noodle]

WOW! when the pic popped into view it took my breath away!
perfect for your poem ..as it meanders through conflicts, ecstasies, revelations and blindness .. more and more as i read these style of poems of yours i think... i would love to see from behind those eyes of yours ... ;) i especially appreciate these lines:
"Ruminating was it ever so sweet to relish
Long past the frequent due rings of a star"
intriguing title ... sweetly melancholic music choice .. its a song my mom use to sing now and again ;) i had forgotten all about that one .. she had about ten favorites she burst into ...just because ..loved it when she did!
E.

[B]

Thank you so much E. you are so lovely

[Einstein Noodle]

love back to you my friend! you have an uncanny ability to wrap abstract into precise individual gifts ..and string them all together ..but you already know i love your "stuff" ;)

[B]

i feel it
thank you
your reviews feel like a massive big hug

[APOORVA]

well well well, I'd love to look for more of your pieces as you have undeliberately made me a fan of yours.
loved it

[B]

Thank you very much for your kind words

[wordman]

you have painted some great images

[B]

Thank you Wordman

[SleeplessVolcano]

Mmmmm.....those beautiful sounds coming from the piper.....though everything is not always as melodious as they seem...food for thought, these stubbornly delightful words.....

[B]

Thanks SV
It is that way in my mind
I guess it has served my being. I see the best In all

[SleeplessVolcano]

Maybe we get hurt too often when we only see the best all the time......

[B]

i would rather get hurt thinking well of someone
then not get hurt and hold a bad heart within

[mercy party]

This makes heaven seem too showy and bright
to rest and forget. brilliant and beautiful words!

[B]

Thank you MP
It came from a good place