Winds of Change

 

 

I trace the  memory of your lips as they softly kiss my tummy,

while days of wine and roses are buried beneath cobblestone

roads...

 

Hard and impenetrable...

 

Can you still feel my presence awaken you deep in the night

as your sleepy eyelashes brush my cheek?

 

We change and renew, but does love, in its purest form, alter

perception?

 

Destiny becomes impatient when we trip and fall...

 

too many times.

 

See into my soul, for I am now a traveler in the Dark Terrain
of my subconscious...

 

seeking enlightenment unparalleled...

 

stirring as I release...

 

Feeling my spine as it takes root in the Earth in attempt to
absorb positive energies...

 

While fierce winds sweep away a past that once dwelled in a
Season of Fire...

 

 

 

 

Reviews

[ANNA]

I just have to say that I have been reading your work since I've been on here but never gave my review too you! I just think you take it above n beyond. Your words your magic with such seduction. It blows my mind. I love you poetry! I try to write like you but I can't or it not the write time! Your very gifted and thank you for letting be a friend of yours
Amazing, Brilliant poem!!

Much love n respect,
Anna
Huggsss

[Amna M.]

Wow! This is breath-taking. The imagery is so vivid and transfers all the emotions onto the reader with the soft and engaging tone! Couldn't have been better.
Well-done!

[OT]

this is a rather brilliant free verse here!! it's profound and you use very potent and evocative images!!! plus the language is brilliant and chosen perfectly for how you've arranged this! really liked this!!

[An owl on the moon]

This is profoundly beautiful in its lingering look at what was, and bittersweet in the reflections of today. Relationships drift and dance like the seasons... spring, summer, fall, winter... and we long for spring to come again... Your words are like raindrops cleansing the mind...

[Ladysue]

Oh, this piece says so much. It is thought provoking, sad, and inspirational. I was drawn in right from the first line. The last five lines are superb, the last being one of my favorite. An excellent write. Soft flowing. Beautifully written.

[The Viking]

There is a strong sense of sorrow in this poem. It brings me a real powerful image of a woman standing in a windswept prairie beneath a setting sun, all very symbolic of the motifs I believe your poem is representing. My best figure is the narrator of this poem is laying next to her sleeping lover, no longer feeling the same passion him and her shared in a glorious past. For her it seems the world has moved on and the seasons, as well as herself, have changed. She's somberly wishes for the past when her and her lover felt strong and alive, but she understands in her heart that time has passed,
"While fierce winds sweep away a past that once dwelled in a
Season of Fire..."
Fire is passion. But fire goes out. Now the narrator seeks enlightment, both from within, as well as from the earth. She now longs to know the meaning behind the pulse we call love. It's the only path that makes sense for her. This is sad, but uplifting in a way too, knowing that when the fire dies, there are newer, brighter avenues to follow.

[C.R. Moore "Lasla"]

This feels to me as the questions we ask ourselves when we are thinking about the love we have with another as does it change or deepen as we grow and renew does this love deepen and remain within our souls or change or simply float back into the universe and return to another time and place.The journey of love is always in our mind and soul and is in our destination.I love this piece.

See into my soul, for I am now a traveler in the Dark Terrain
of my subconscious...



seeking enlightenment unparalleled...



stirring as I release...
I like these lines a lot

Happy New Year!!!!
Lasla

[Linda Marie Van Tassell]

Your reverie is both poignant and beautiful. The imagery and wording throughout is just magical, and the ending is superb.

[Deborah Leah Krempa]

A very beautiful poem, well written. Thank you for sharing. Debileah

[Angelic Darkness]

There is a magical feel to this. It breathes and lives.
It captures the present, and the future.
This poem to me says you want to let go, but afraid to
do so. Just how it made me feel.

The picture is also lovely.

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[lAcEy_LoO's Poems Site]

Such beauty in a very haunting way... great job