A Day Spent in Quiet Splendor

A Day Spent in Quiet Splendor

A Poem by ShadowBard

Walk with me

in a field of flowing flowers wild

and swaying

petals colored and displaying,

stems nurtured by the hands of the sun

and washed by the tears of angels praying…

 

Sit with me

under the sun drenched green canopy

of the weeping willow…

Place your head in my lap

and with fingers born of swallows’ wings

I shall smooth your troubled brow…

 

Speak with me

in quiet conversation

in whispered tones hushed by whistling leaves

Of…

Hopes and dreams

fears and regrets

loves and losses

this and that, and nothing at all…

 

Drink with me

from the liquid coolness

of the running stream

which borders our weeping willow hideaway…

feel the nectar of life course down your throat

and ease your troubled soul

with cool sustenance unending…

giving rise to poetic inspiration blooming…

 

Eat with me

the fruits of poetic discourse

the rhythm, rhyme and meter…

the metaphorical musings,

the imagery, simile, and sonnet…

the iambic traditions of Shakespeare, Keats and Yeats…

the modern verse of Wordsworth, Frost, and Hughes… 

the emotive tastes of the soul unleashed upon the word…

  

 

Write with me

Odes, and Ballads…

Poems and Sonnets

Stirring Verse and inspired Haiku…

etched upon the emerald blades below us,

sketched upon aging parchment above us…

painted on the canvas of our souls which connects us…

By the light of the fading sun

and, silver moon rising,

let us scribe poetic beauty for the world to shed tear upon.

 

Sigh with me

collectively,

serenely;

in pleasure,

in contentment,

in happiness,

in joy

in reverence,

Of…

the stars dancing in the ebon firmament…

the words, lines, stanzas, poems, forming

crystalline hues embedded in moon…

souls caressing in the arms of the willow…

hearts kissing in the current of the stream;

poetry, yes poetry, always poetry,

written in the emotive womb…

 

Walk with me…

sit with me…

speak with me…

drink with me…

eat with me…

write with me…

sigh with me…

lie with me and gaze at the stars

in utopian dreams sparkling…  

© 2017 ShadowBard


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ShadowBard
ShadowBard

Chicago, IL



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