Vermeil

all that glistens.........................

Vermeil

 

She did not want

the wind to catch her

unawares again

Not the way it caught

and took her breath

away back then …

Maybe that is why she

clutches tightly

and she lays across

him lightly

Almost like a feather

might …

After all she is a gold

and silver second skin

Burnished, bright

but spread oh’ so

wafer thin …………

Untarnished in her

own true glory ..

Tho cold when set

a’gen near naked skin

She is often

understated if not a

somewhat

sentimental sin

Sometimes though

they may just

smile politely and then

whisper soft

her real name .. Vermeil

Reviews

[jacob erin-cilberto]

such a romantic allegory here. I am amazed there are 24 views and no comments.
Lately there are hardly any comments given...and I wish I saw more...they are so encouraging to the poets.
Views without reviews seem to mean the poem isn't worth words...but that is such a shame.
Your writing is gold and silver in its own right...precious...and definitely here, a "sentimental sin"---
One we might all want to commit.
j.

[Neville]

.............what an absolutely delightful thing to say ........................thank you so much jacob ...
N :)

[barleygirl]

You showcase more intriguing words that send me to google! I love how you portray Vermeil as being the mere hint of gold, "a burnished second skin" . . . she's too fearful to delve to any depth at all, only shimmering the surface. Lots of people are like this . . . me, too! (((PEEL))) Fondly, Margie

[Neville]

................ am glad you got me Margie .. take the rough with the smoothe is my motto for the day (BARK) fondly, Neville

[Coyote Poetry]

The words danced to perfect ending Neville. I did like how you used the description. Making the reader see and believe every words. Thank you my friend for sharing the outstanding poetry.
Coyote

[Neville]

.... you just made this old fella's stormy evening glow.. thank you my dear friend ...

[Coyote Poetry]

You are welcome Neville.

[Robert Trakofler]

You would think as a fellow that sells vintage jewelry I would of known that word vermeil:/ but I didn’t you would think as a poet I would of known vermeil but I didn’t but now I do:) all that glitters isn’t gold but some things glitter more than gold

[Neville]

......... shine on and always kind sir, friend n brother :)

[alanwgraham]

I must admit that I had to check the meaning Neville although your lovely poem does a good job in defining vermeil. All that glistens is not gold is a great metaphor for many things. Nowadays so many tart themselves up so much that the real beauty is hidden. And not just the ladies.
A very classy poem!
All the best.
Alan

[Neville]

Am so glad you could stop by and consider these words Alan .. a welcome as always and much appreciated visit and true ..... Seasons best to you n yours my friend .... Neville

[Chris Shaw]

Memory, dream or fantasy,, this is rewarding writing. It also gives me strong imagery. A beach scenario, hot weather, tanned looks, him and her skin to skin, gold jewellery. Yes I saw an item of gold, maybe a chain. Always an air of mystery with your poetry.

Chris

[Neville]

......... thank you Chris, much appreciated.

Neville