A Tasting

 

 

 

 

 

waves on pressed wings beating
as they glide over hill and dale
shimmer of the dense water glistens
while a ship readies to set sail
And I...
carried aloft paused to hear a call of pride
howls it all signals really
echoing effects reverberate flint kissing the pulse
in liken desperation isolation and connection
digging in to patched patterns of parasailing
Where is...
ladders towards the lonely sun
for I shall climb and feast upon
every sizzling drip seared in sigh
to take my breath,take it away
for life...

Reviews

[Sami Khalil]

"ladders towards the lonely sun
for I shall climb and feast upon
every sizzling drip seared in sigh
to take my breath"
Parachuting over water can be a great sport of fun and even skiing behind fast boats. Fun and touches senses of sizzling beauty...Well penned and smooth sailing, sir...:)

[Souladareatease]

Thank You Sami-Indeed You are right-one day Sir...

[Sami Khalil]

You are welcome...:)

[Girl Friday (Sarah W.)]

I love this piece... Once in Hawaii I went parasailing. It was amazing how loud everything was until I got up about 40 or 50 feet and then there was this glorious silence that I just wanted to live in forever. Such vivid imagery here; such blissful emotion in an experience described amazingly. You write beautifully, my friend.

[Souladareatease]

I bet that was Wonderful-I so Love Hawaii ...I have contemplated moving there...my Dad lived there for a few years (lucky prick) I still kick the idea around once in a while...I would have to start a business if I do that...and not sure if I want to use my energy on that...I prefer creating stuff-and soaking in TIME...and the energy of running a business is so taxing:( ...Thank You for the kind words Dear--it is how I imagined it to be then;) (I kinda slapped this one Friday shhhh I've the blockhead today and was walking the pen to see where it went--there it flew on a parasail)--cuckoos nest is next