Saturday Suppositions

I adore the flutter of your eyelashes

and how the rays of the sun

at just the right angle

create holographic prisms,

impossible I know, but true

images captured

remembered - frozen in time

almost neglected

and we

dance around the obvious

listen again to the miraculous

and marvel inside

quietly

when the lights are low

and the moon subsides...

Reviews

[Corset]

Been so quiet lately, came by to check on you read this beauty and had to say that i missed your love poems, ones like this where the pain is missing, and its just a glorious moment in memory, you've written so many gorgeous poems over the years mainly of love gone by with a hint of heartbreak but this one eve though is a remembrance, it's also an ode to the magnificence within a moment of recognition of the validity of that love , it's these little things in time that you capture so brilliantly.

[genocide]

this is talking about the beginning and the ending of the day

[Alisa Js]

Thank you for your time and comments.

[Perdition]

Soft and melodically perfect, just as I remembered you could write..it's good to see it again~

[Alisa Js]

Thank you, my friend and fellow poet.

Coming from you, I am most encouraged.

Wishing you well.

Alisa ;-)

[jacob erin-cilberto]

"create holographic prisms"
i think possible...
such a beautiful love poem...a reminder of what we have...
the moons subsides, but not the romantic notions.
j.

[Alisa Js]

Thank you, J

So nice to read your thoughts again. I appreciate you and your time and will be by soon.

Have a great rest of the week.

Alisa