When Love breathes its breath into you and you begin to emit light rays,
you realize that a lightbulb isn't the only thing that glows.
Breath out! Breath in!🌬
Love leaped from rocks on high sea cliffs,
romping in the winds that pierce the mists,
stretching out wings ‘cross sun plush lands
to ride on the breaths inhaled by man
and search those souls for hearts of stone
to infuse joy into flesh and bone
and hear their sighs make songs sing
with breath pushed out by Love’s spread wings.
What blast of sound can summon Love
What beckon of voice will do.
What ring of the phone can hearken it
to the heartache that reigns in you.
Such crossroad of wonder in the lives of men
has starts, beginnings, hopes and ends.
It’s a tasty, succulent slice of life
that all of us covet and lucky ones bite.
We hunger for its pulse and starve ‘til it comes,
feeding on its impact with a glorious hum,
crying when it’s over dripping tears so frail,
thinking we’ll never breathe, love again or inhale.
But Love still leaps from high sea cliffs,
with a romp in the wind and a pierce of the mists,
yet hears that heartache’s voice so thin
that it spreads its wings on the next breath in.
You are gifted. This is one of the best poems I have ever read on this site. This is an amazing descriptive, detailed and captivating poem about love. I definitely exhaled.
Fav Line:
We hunger for its pulse and starve ‘til it comes,
feeding on its impact with a glorious hum,
crying when it’s over dripping tears so frail,
thinking we’ll never breathe, love again or inhale.
Posted 7 Years Ago
1 of 1 people found this review constructive.
7 Years Ago
ApDunamis - There's hope for all of us and it usually comes when we least expect it from somewhere o.. read moreApDunamis - There's hope for all of us and it usually comes when we least expect it from somewhere out of left field. Fate! You gotta love it and its uncanny ability to hit you at the right time and in the right place and leave you breathless, stumbling and fumbling. And you couldn't be happier that the package was Love and the UPS driver was Fate and all you had to do for delivery was sign on the dotted line. Whew! Just wanted to write a little bit about that. Your injected words have eased the rattling of these old bones and I will be back in two weeks for the booster shots. You got me smiling a 'lot' today Ap. Thanks. Namyh
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You are gifted. This is one of the best poems I have ever read on this site. This is an amazing descriptive, detailed and captivating poem about love. I definitely exhaled.
Fav Line:
We hunger for its pulse and starve ‘til it comes,
feeding on its impact with a glorious hum,
crying when it’s over dripping tears so frail,
thinking we’ll never breathe, love again or inhale.
Posted 7 Years Ago
1 of 1 people found this review constructive.
7 Years Ago
ApDunamis - There's hope for all of us and it usually comes when we least expect it from somewhere o.. read moreApDunamis - There's hope for all of us and it usually comes when we least expect it from somewhere out of left field. Fate! You gotta love it and its uncanny ability to hit you at the right time and in the right place and leave you breathless, stumbling and fumbling. And you couldn't be happier that the package was Love and the UPS driver was Fate and all you had to do for delivery was sign on the dotted line. Whew! Just wanted to write a little bit about that. Your injected words have eased the rattling of these old bones and I will be back in two weeks for the booster shots. You got me smiling a 'lot' today Ap. Thanks. Namyh
P.S. - Add two more 'lots' above.
AJM - Glad to inject a lovely into your day as your words have injected one into mine. Now I'm feeli.. read moreAJM - Glad to inject a lovely into your day as your words have injected one into mine. Now I'm feelin' much better. Thanks a lot for the dosage Dr. AJM. Namyh
I really like this, elegantly describes the multifaceted nature of love. Very talented my friend. Keep it up!
-Dave
Posted 7 Years Ago
1 of 1 people found this review constructive.
7 Years Ago
Dave - They say if you look for Love, you won’t see it. If you listen for Love, you won’t hear i.. read moreDave - They say if you look for Love, you won’t see it. If you listen for Love, you won’t hear it. And if you reach for Love, you won’t ever touch it, almost as if it jumped off a cliff or had been blown by the wind. Hey! That sounds like my paycheck. Love is indeed a multifaceted house. I hope this was a poetic peek through one of its windows for you. Thanks Dave for spending a spell. Namyh
7 Years Ago
My pleasure, it's a topic I've covered heavily in my own work if you would like to take the time to .. read moreMy pleasure, it's a topic I've covered heavily in my own work if you would like to take the time to check it out:)