affect

a few fragments of thought

 

The wind covets
silent whispers of
autumn’s dark
secret as her circle
stirs in delight…
slipping…
sliding…
through a labyrinth
of cool streams
cleansing Aphrodite’s
long, strands
of ebony
while eyes undress
me in blushing hues of

yesterday…

Reviews

[Charles]

I've been browsing through your work this morning and am delighted to have come across it. Each poem is a study in imagery and sensuality. Really great lines in each of the 4-5 I've read. This one has a slightly different form (nice to see how you slip from one form to another with quiet grace) but is no less effective for the short lines and more direct wording. The only 'flaw' that stood out here was 'silent whispers' - a redundency it seems. The line works as well without 'silence' because a whisper, after all, is still a whisper... shhhhh. :-)

[Jasmine Thousand]

It's wonderful. I like the last two lines best, and the way you broke it just at the word yesterday really leaves a lasting impression. Great work!
~Jasmine Thousand~

[Sarah]

it is a lovely poem. it reminds me of a flower blooming.

[MAC]

this is so beautiful....has that mystical thing going but no matter the content your writing is brilliant. excellent piece

[Art Sun]

a very touching piece...with the wind and the eyes...yesterdays are like the whispers you tenderly speak of...

nice work...

[YouoweYoupay]

Breathtaking use of imagery. I LOVED it! You are such an amazing artist.

[T. Everts]

This poem resembles autumns breeze... while the picture and poem supplement each other well. Good use of multimedia

[Erotic Goddess]

This was beautiful and I loved the picture that you put with it. Such a soft melody with this one when read aloud and wonderful flow.

xxoxx

[An owl on the moon]

Your words create a most beautiful, softly moving image that seems to transcend time... Here you stand in the moment looking back across yesterdays... such a sense of tender depth... I loved this write..

[Robin]

Affect -that golden key that unlocks the gates around our hearts, your images breathe in perfect flow .