Whispers

A collaboration with Kelsie Stark

Whispers

Travel in the wind on gossamer wings,

Silver like the moonlight on a fractured sea , 

gilded waves beckoning from emerald dreams.

A golden beak, glints 

rustic like the sunbeams in a towering tree;

A siren song escapes in intervals-

a harmony in a mysterious key. 

Eyes widen, a veil is lifted from the night-

The sound of Thunder applauded each moment

midnight took stand on dunes lost in the abyss.

The oaken clock , each golden hand joined together, 

a dark silhouette reaching upwards, as the final grain of sand slipped through the hourglass-

Silence woken like cashmere doves risen from natives hands,

A vision shimmers in morning light as the dreamer awakens the dream - 

A dream in a dream, a new inclination. 

Petals fall like feathers into the wind-

a place to begin what journeys lie.

As ears turn to this song of strange light, spiraling through the mind,

Vast universes un-warp like honeydew on dawns lips;

chromatic verse to be shouted from atop ancient ziggerauts.

Children of dusk join in on handstands and cartwheels, 

performing secret ceremonials of unknown lovers to be unmasked by Lilith’s right hand,

as an aurora of spectral blessings illuminates the darkness, voices lower in respect

as Elders set fire to oak and watch paintings emerge into dances- 

Rubies adorn skirts and reflect the moonlight 

as eyes meet, and the sky captures a memory

The woeful womb swells with confetti and bursts into

a syllabic rain upon verdant slopes.

Quietly the language of a hawk shatters the nightfall, 

tearing apart the seams of their heart,

They grasp the droplets of the past and place

Them into clay pots and watch the roses grow

Into something more than their own ricochet..

the scent of love -

and their blood on its thorns .

Copyright 2012 Kelsie Stark and Robin Amaral

Author's Note

A rapid fire collaboration between Kelsie Stark and I , set afire from the inspiration of one word .

Reviews

[Kelsie Eileen Stark]

Thank you Robin... Xoxo

[arbitrary jane]

you are a collab master. not only are you gifted at drawing out the poetic in others, but you weave ideas, minds, words together like a native blanket,
full of pattern, color, warmth and legacy.

[Chris]

intent-full and and strong!

[Desert Dreamer]

Wings speaking the universal language of whispers.

[roarke]

I'd say this was a very successful collaboration. There's balance here, image, symbol, voice, cadence... a lofty read.

If I heard whispers like this, I could easily let the reins go...

[asdarkeyesclose]

'the scent of love -
and their blood on its thorns .'

a wonderfully successful collaboration, seamless, poetic. i very much enjoyed :)

[Poetic Beauty]

The wind and time go hand in hand. You cant stop either from moving forward. They can not be turned back. I love the vivid display in this piece and the details are marvelous