Ithaca

A beautiful clarity befell

Tender often known too well

Coming through to fend

Whites unbearing end

A soft whisper in bloom

Beyond thoughtful noon

Fall upon gentle hand

Somewhere to land

Liftless moment in pray

Question most away

The idea in stone

Fireplace loan

A french tune upon a wave

Gone by cave

A smiling call

Monograms left to stall

Tonight shades appear

Guiding away fear

A rhyming word in bliss

Sending a blue kiss 

Forgetting to be told

The hearts sold

Solitude in limbering hue

Embraces made of dew

A pressing world gone too soon

Angels landing through boon

Towards a figure

A Weightless life begins 

Reviews

[barleygirl]

As a rhymer myself, I love the way you use a wide variety of rhymes, but many of them have sound similarities thru-out the poem. I like how this makes it feel like gentle transitions between one rhyme pattern & the next & the next. I also get the feeling you are capturing your random thoughts which are much more sparkling & vivid than the way most people think! *smile* I can't imagine what half of this means, but I admire writers who can be so uninhibited about throwing down what flits thru the mind (((HUGS))) Fondly, Margie

[B]

Thank you
i guess i write differently

[Paul Bell]

The slow and deliberate trip into the afterlife.
What starts that journey. Was it just time, something just build up and that was enough.
Who knows, maybe that is the mystery.

[B]

Life sure is the sweetest mystery
Thanks Paul

[jacob erin-cilberto]

i like the rhyme here, it weighs down the poem...in a way...but still there is some fear..for the speaker even as she looks for bliss...for something to get her out of her solitude...
but the rhyme shows the rut she is in...no getting away from the lonely monotony...and then suddenly the last word...
"weightless" and non-rhyming...
the stone is moved and she is rising...maybe she has freed herself with suicide...but the weight has been lifted.
j.

[B]

Suicide of anything lifeless
And life begins