Skies of Youth

 

You once again wore the skies of windy youth

Held in the temple by our roaring sea

Holding on to a call of truth

For the gifts you gave

To me

From a corner of dear evening's quiet beauty

I came to you in devoted honor

You turned your garments here to me

Again the skies of youth

Were your admirer

Expressions were pounding, no time to think

Sunlight would soon be gleaming

If this was a dream, I refused to blink

I wished to stay here

In my dreaming

Who would be so cruel as to wake me now

As I adore the skies, you wear

Let the sun shine upon another brow

For now we climb

The stairs

Author's Note

*Artist CARLOS ORDUNA BARRERA

Reviews

[lee von cleef]

Twice I read, For I love the beauty, the surface, glides, to near enchantment.Then I blinked, and carried a darkness into this poem, there have been several people in my life I raised to pedestals so high , only to see them turn to pet raccoons ,kicking me ,down and away,or worse.Freida, what a wild life.I hope this poem is enchanted not incestuous.

[Neva Flores Smith - Changefulstorm]

Thank you Lee :)

[Leigh]

A really powerful and moving piece and great artwork to go with it

[Coyote Poetry]

Amazing artwork and thoughts provoking poetry. Youth is a precious time. When we have no fear and all dreams are possible. Hard to keep dreams alive. I believe we become more wise in search of dreams and know how to walk the proper steps with confident and hope. Thank you for sharing the excellent poem.
Coyote