Solitude

Solitude

A Poem by Jack...
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Early morning

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Solitude

By Jack Ivey

 

Windswept treetops sing to me of drenching moonlit love

As early morning practices, upon the breeze above

Delivering a soften faire to those who wait their turn

With open heart and eyes so wide, of all that they may learn

 

I reach for but the precious charm a’ sit aloft, it’s true

Behold the silent memories along this dawning view

Within the woven canopy my heart to cling this scene

For in the mist of solitude does come my eyes this dream

 

O’ wisp of hair in golden sheen and eyes of oak stain brown

Lone features that do capture me of every thought I’ve found

A’ drizzle on my faded skin, thy touch a soothing care

And whispers come of loving words and moments we are there

 

I paint this with a brush of hope and colors lemon gray

With strokes so bold of magnitude on this my grand display

To gaze upon the canvas with an eye of contemplate

To breathe a breath of evermore and pray it’s not too late

 

I find this morning symphony does bring about a light

In shades of endless branch to sway, between this day and night

Though still my heart, a’ dance of dreams and vision on the view

Does seek the love of perfect joy which rains on me from you

 

A’ drink the rising beacon of the red and glowing sun

As misty tones of violet bequeath my only one

Now listen as the whippoorwill, its song about to be

Of all my soul does long in prayers that you are here with me

 

  

 

© 2013 Jack...


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Jack...
Thank you for reading

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Another flawlessly beautiful poem that takes me right into the romance of the moment. Thank you for sharing this your poetry lifts my spirits.

Posted 11 Years Ago


Jack...

11 Years Ago

You are very welcome. I wrote this as we conversed this morning (evening)
Carolann Dowsett

11 Years Ago

Wow that's amazing.
This is absolutely melodic in its cadence and flow. I can appreciate not only the beauty of your words, but the sheer artistry employed in such perfect rhyme. It's difficult to write in rhyme and meter, let alone to do it as well and as effortlessly as you make it appear. Kudos to you!

Posted 11 Years Ago


Jack...

11 Years Ago

Thank you very much.

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Tags: Dawn, trees, wind, love

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Jack...
Jack...

San Antonio, TX



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Not much to tell about me, I am just Jack, I am a poet, a writer, a musician, a painter, a builder and a dreamer. I live in south Texas but am originally from New Jersey and miss it more and more all .. more..

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