Cascading

love poem

Cascading 

Cascading wheat bend to barefeet, 

twinkling eyes a starlight treat.. 

A path is made by fading light to find the moon 

to be a pale nightlight. 

Cascading water, music to the soul, 

shoes in hand,  lapping tide, at toes. 

Cascading hair tumbles down,  

and cascading dress hits the ground. 

Sparkers swim by dead of night,  

As emotions cascade, and  lovers unite. 

Reviews

[Coyote Poetry]

Wonderful use of words dear Cherrie. I liked the journey to the proper ending. Thank you for sharing the outstanding poetry.
Coyote

[Cherrie Palmer]

Thank you, I enjoyed a good love poem, that kindles memories and passion.

[gram linski]

Great poem, Cherrie, a starlight treat, naked swimming, wild swimming, night swimming, images cascading

[Cherrie Palmer]

the good old days now just old memories.

[kentuck14]

A cascading poem into a human experience . . . caught me off guard I must admit.
Tom

[Cherrie Palmer]

who said poems shouldn't come with a warning label, and a beach towel.

[Fay Slimm]

I love the word build-up to a loving surrender in this tale where emotions cascade in a midnight dip - -such an inviting finalé Cherrie and thanks for sharing.

[Cherrie Palmer]

Our little mini Harlequin
:)

[Franco]

I like it. A nice and sweetly clever little poem. "Cascading wheat bend to barefeet," this line was written very well.

[Cherrie Palmer]

Thank you Franco, that first line like a mental canvas just flowed from the opening line.

[Ken Simm.]

What a beautiful, gossamer visual treat this is. I love it.

[Cherrie Palmer]

Hello, Ken :) thank you,

[Neville]

ascending downward in lightly spiraling cascades.. there is no other way in my book.... another good un Cherrie :)

[Cherrie Palmer]

thank you, :)

[Neville]

pleasure's mine

[barleygirl]

I love how you pick the word "cascading" as your centerpiece to this message, becuz so many things in life that feel pleasant can be described as "cascading" . . . you plant hints of cascading scenes taken from many different aspects of life & you depend on the tingly pleasant associations conjured up in your reader's many experiences. Love this (((HUGS))) Fondly, Margie

[Cherrie Palmer]

Thank you Margie,
I liked the smooth seamless feel cascading gives the poem.

[Richard🖌]

Oo-la-la, Lady Cherrie ☺
Love your title and the creative way you've used it as a refrain to tie your moods, feelings, and sensations together as it all cascades into the beautifully rendered moments each verse vividly paints into our minds, memories, and warmest, sweetest desires to be.
This is rather a majickal piece that captivates in verse one, leads us on through the moonlight of verse two, cascading us down into the comfort of water and music to the soul, immersing, us into the sweet moment her hair and dress lets down so two au naturale sparkers' passions cascade into the enthrallment of coupled, loving climax … what could be more loving, exciting, and affectionate than this.

It's a most fetchingly wonderful love poem, Cherrie, that creates and cascades down into a heavenly blessed moment, recalling thrilling memories … thank you for such a glorious treat! ⁓ Richard 🍃

[Cherrie Palmer]

:) thank you Richard, sometimes I think we miss the purpose of a love poem. The welding of emotion not used to expose but invite.

I like to jump around when writing hit many different topics, and don't write alot of love poems, but what's life without a love poem ir two.

[Patricia Wedel]

dear Cherrie... your poetry is quite like being there... I love walking
along the river side with the trill of a whippoorwill and my toes in the
sands of time. Lover s come and go, but nature survives till kingdom come.
When I read a poem, it inspires me to do the same. truly, Pat

[Cherrie Palmer]

The whipporwill, one of the best sounds on earth, wish they sang all year long.

[Patricia Wedel]

dear Cherrie... the world of birds, even in our own corners, is like an orchestra of sounds that combined could be a concerto of harmonious hauntings of the soul. truly, Pat