Impression

In a suddenness like waking thunder, 

it was you

                                      cradled in crystal light

December eyes kindled in pale fire, 

clutching the ruins-

  of a heart that mine never knew.

Crimson and blue.

Tidal blue and ebbing off the frame

the ocean cries, and still 

I followed you

through a chiming garden of Hindu gods,

where ambrosial grace whispered in the leaves,

  lightened in floral synchronocity

 

The scenery was sublime, alive

breezing broken bells

etheric in visual dance, 

I wept in momentum-

 lost in song

released- 

   by its clairvoyant charm

we enchant the wind. 

In a suddenness like waking dawn, it was you

pastel in a halo of sunspots

scintillating in poetic grace,

releasing a gust of sad soliloquies 

to the pyre of nostalgic yesterdays...

We watched the plume,

in palpable silence

as cool rose bloomed upon my lips,

and words burned like morning

for a place to exist. 

Reviews

[An owl on the moon]

You weave such a wild intimacy into a poem that has such vast awakenings... lives coming into existence as they merge and mingle into one. How the paints of our lives are brush-stroked together and form a brilliant canvas in the new light. I love your introspection, and your ending was perfection: "as cool rose bloomed upon my lips, and words burned like morning for a place to exist."

[Kristallo]

Oh, Craig. I am so flattered and brightened by your sweet words. So glad you enjoyed this, thank you for reviewing. :)

[An owl on the moon]

I always love the depth and richness of your writing, Kristallo... always! :)

[Jack...]

Your style of writing my friend is captivating and mesmerizing. It is as if I become one with your words, for I remain lost in beautiful thoughts and imagined wanderings while I visit. This was exquisite, your pen found the right groves to produce this beuatiful piece. I truly enjoyed this.

[Kristallo]

Jack, your words are always so kind and your little visits to my corner of the cafe bring me the sunniest smiles. :) I'm glad that you enjoyed this one, it means a lot, and thank you so much for taking the time to review. It's always a pleasure to me when you stop by.

[Zahra]

Very wonderfuly penned. Thanks for sharing this piece

[Kristallo]

Thank you so much. I'm truly glad that you liked it.

[Souladareatease]

perfect work, You captured that moment quite well- based upon a true day/night eh?
The energy roared indeed!!!
a wonderful write!!!

[Kristallo]

Well thank you! I'm so glad you enjoyed it.

[MoriartyMesa]

Some breaks are needed but this was good.

[Muse]

Your breath, left an impression on my reality. Synchronocity...it stirs you with a passion to create...creating a balance within our own universe and space. Simply gorgeous.

[Kristallo]

Thank you, sweet Muse. Your deep affinity for reading between and beneath the lines has made you an exceptional writer and reviewer both... so humbled that you took the time to absorb a fraction of my world... I hope your day has been blessed with peace and companionship..... thanks again. :)

[Muse]

it's been better...but thank you. :))

[Kristallo]

Same for me.... let's hope tomorrow shows us more promise than today had the patience for. ;)

[Muse]

I was told to change my pic to a tree...hug a tree...negative energy out with the roots...yeah something like that..I'm not Buddist..just so you know. Smirk.

[Kristallo]

If hugging trees actually worked, all my time in the countryside on magic mushrooms, talking to plants would have paid off... I call bullshit.

[Muse]

HA HA HA!

[Souladareatease]

...so She changed it to the tree of knowledge---Better:) but(right when I was gonna jump in with my "im stumped" line:)...sorry had to nose in...

[Muse]

done with the tree..back to being me. It was just an idea...I took it...didn't fit with my one size fits all complex. account still closed.

[Kristallo]

Why IS your account closed?

[Sethnicity]

You made it better! :D I think this version is smoother than the first... You're a lucky girl. Most attempts at recreation fail. You did just enough to smooth the corners of this poetic planet while leaving the atmosphere intact!

[Kristallo]

Mission accomplished!

[Sethnicity]

And from the folds of her mind flowed the fragrance and sensations that her fingers could filter. The creator could always create but she must wait for the moments to concentrate...
This is beautiful and intricate in the way only you could make it, with So much to understand, visualize, and such a personal intimate picture of finding peace despite the impending past becoming a possible future.
This is why you are my Muse Mistro.
when reality is so stark, so square your ability to speak about it in a surreal way is precious and pinnacle to me and the greatest strength in your writing.
So please don't rush rivers, Don't stretch the rainbow into any finer shades that dilute the beauty the purity the thick milky continuity of your ethereal words and world.

Shalom My Rose.

[patrick hamilton]

palpable silence ...

nice

[Kristallo]

I'm glad you like it. :)

[patrick hamilton]

"as cool rose bloomed upon my lips,
and words burned like morning
for a place to exist. "

- luv this :)
great poem