Eidetic Silence

Instant Memories

 

Her name was a poem 

drifting upon a garden of secrets

of tears and passion 

of fear and loathing  in a  brave new world 

I felt the shadows fall across her eyes 

restless veils 

the black lace of a naked summer 

I , her prince and staret 
 
her retreat 

 

our bed surrounded in flames 

the candle ~ Anastasia

flickering eve 

yearning for the moon 

we never slept

like these memories 

entangled souls

bending time 

eidetic silence 

under the crush of love 

 

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Reviews

[writing mojo]

Wow this stirring inspiration never has you at a loss of words...and the space placed in between is a vase living such thought in a beautiful arrangement, cut wet from time and strung along the mind like the many stages of what poetry should leave and never do..amazing

[Bertie]

You express things in a way that I wish I could, you really do... I cannot even find the words to review it; your work to me is so elusive... I feel this is because I have not reached a point in my life, my poetry, and my mental state in which I can fully comprehend the depth and meaning of what you write, but it does touch me, which is why I continue to read it.. Thank you and well done :) x

[Michael of Gilead]

I feel I will be contemplating this instant for quite a while, as always Robin, you make me think.

[Audrey Howitt]

Beautiful writing Robin--both deeply fluid and evocative of a picture taken in a moment of time--

entangled souls
bending time
eidetic silence
under the crush of love

[paul]

'garden of secrets' is brilliant.
'crush of love' too.

[Sami Khalil]

Crush of love. What a beautiful expression.
Your writes are unique.

[Chris]

This one held me like a moth drawn to a flame.

[A.A.Romanczuk]

love holds us even after the door was long ago shut, leaving stamps, proof of its existence on the dusty bookshelves of our minds. it was worth falling into. what is sleep when beauty lies in your arms.

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Gorgeous!

[Eloha]

Ah your distinct voice continues, what were the influences of such a voice? I'd be interested to know...

[Robin]

I live , I express

[Eloha]

Japanese poetry, ecclectic spiritualty, etc....I assume.

[Robin]

everything that I find along my path ...