Exquisite chains of unseen hours all lie in fantasies...........
Exquisite chains of unseen hours
All lie in fantasies
In countless dreams of unbloomed flowers
Moon dancing in your sea
Petals soft on beds of sand
Tremble at your touch
As their spirits are awakened by the hand
Of love's own velvet brush
Soulful cries of blissful glee
Echo to the moon
Resounding from the heart's own sea
Left enamored by the bloom
Beauty sweet and triumph slow
Swirling in the sand
Painting strokes of blooming glow
Moon dancing in your hands
It's so funny. The words wash ashore and then pull away. I read again, and it's the same. There is such a sense of familiarity between the stanzas, almost as if there is repetition. This is not the case, however. It's just a cascade of poetic petals than transcend the screen. Your poem is ethereal, transcendent, and just plain magical.
the first image was a grand vision. The moon dancing in your sea. It brought a picture to my mind of the moons reflection gently bobbing in the waves, then add the your to it and it becomes something much more complex. and of course the end with the moon dancing in your hands, fantastic. Almost like a goddess, playing with her creation.
wow, this is exquisite writing...such beautiful images that are so full of heart and soul and make the reader feel the breathtaking beauty of it all. that first stanza is excellent...wonderfully poetic...
One of your greatest gifts is unerring taste. Difficult to believe that you could have cultivated such a superlative talent in one very short lifetime.
Your style is primitive-futuristic--with an influence of stylized barbarian.
This poem? Strangely stimulating--and, as always, exotically beautiful.
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