a world of joy-filled magic (re-breath)

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    A world of joy-filled magic

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          There is

            a certain sort of

            comfort in loneliness ...

            a resignation,

            apathy watching

            others together.

            Aching eyes avert ...

            pain tries

            to color moments,

            but is blocked

            by lack of inner-light

            to bless

            even its grey hues.

            An ilk --

            of numbness,

            pervading recollection

            appears.

            As though…

            texture

            has been stripped

            from all life's surface.

            Then,

            is heard ...

            a familiar sort of laugh,

            caught ~ a glimpse

            of breeze-teased

            flaxen hair,

            the Southern Star

            in a moon-lit

            cloudless night,

            the gentle sway of hips ...

            and,

            it shamelessly flows back:

            When warmth mattered,

            your sleeping softness

            wrapped my heart

            in a sense

            of pure,

            innocent awe ...

            those moments,

            with you

            I felt fresh...

            when I watched quietly,

            as each rise and fall

            of your breasts

            was a world

            of joy-filled magic ~

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              Richard W. Jenkins

                       ©2016

Author's Note

Image courtesy Google images.

Hm, it's pretty, but is there something missing; is it too simple?
Well, it's early morning and I just had the first hot sip of lapsang … I'll check it again later.

Constructive comments and critique are always welcome … any help is appreciated! : )

Reviews

[lightsong]

Must admit, and truth must be said... when You write in Free Verses there is something rare inside You that comes alive to the surface, so vibrant, sheer glamour, beauty that is written, read and felt only in heavenly essence, so glad this appeared on the right list of my page reminding me with such a sublime, outstanding, glorious masterpiece... sigh! something I wish I've composed!

[Richard🖌]

Goodness, Lady Ghounwah!😌

The gracious effulgence oozing from your fragrant accolades sooo warmly honor and bless a humble bard are so deeply felt, that my knees grow weak.
It's beyond my ability to adequately thank you for the way you enjoy my Free Verse pieces … yet, even my metered efforts have drawn like praise from your lovely voice.

You said, "Something I wish I've composed!" Hah! If mine were compared anywhere close to the level of sheer spiritual, living gloriousness of your poetry, I could only hope they'd be blessed with a casual glance.

No one's reviews touch more deeply or effectively than yours, Dear Poetess … thank you ever-so gratefully.
With My Happiest New Year Hug! ⁓ Richard 🍃

[lightsong]

hhha ok then let's make a deal 🤝, I take one of your poems sign it under my name, and vice versa. then we can play some mind games on our poor friends here lol evil us🤣🤣

[Richard🖌]

Ahhh,
You're such a playful little fairy🧚

[Lisasview]

Lovely, Richard...
Thank you for sharing,
Lisa

[Richard🖌]

It's a most grateful pleasure, Lisa 🍀

Thank you for your gracious compliment! ⁓ Richard🍃

[Lisasview]

Forgot to say how much I adore the image you chose!
Lisa

[marilyn 1225]

great loving tribute that is done with sheer beauty to a flaxen haired Beauty
so beautifully done

[Richard🖌]

Thanks a basketful for another sweet read, Marilyn!
Your words of gentle praise are all I need to feel blessed and appreciated by a lovely poetess.
Say! Don't You have flaxen hair? ; )

Big hugs! ⁓ Richard

[marilyn 1225]

lol not now brown light u are funny

[Richard🖌]

Isn't brown flaxen, too? ; p

[marilyn 1225]

not mine it is thick and curly and kinda wild
thanks though never was the flaxen wasp though it would have been nice at one point in my life
thanks for your kindness i was about to write a poem essay discussing reasons for cruelty to women verbally you kindness has given me second thoughts,,, after being called an insect and an animal i wish to answer but i will restrain myself
thanks

[Richard🖌]

Shucks, Marilyn!
If I knew someone said all that to you, you'd not have to give them a dressing-down, I'd do it for you.
By all means, give a blast across their nasty bow! 😡

[marilyn 1225]

no they will eventually have their own pain
someone may deceive them as well

[marilyn 1225]

i meant to write He

[Richard🖌]

Ahhh!
So, the taste for retribution flags … good on you for not stepping down to their level. : )

[Richard🖌]

Oh-MY!
Well, I'd better go see to it, then. ; )

[Carol Cashes]

This is a beautiful piece, I expect no less from you, but I'm having difficulty relating. I cannot remember ever being lonely, or pining for a lost love, maybe because I was always the first to say - "Hey! I'm not happy, you're not happy, let's not make painful memories. Let us leave with love still in our hearts, and be glad of our time together." With the exception of my second husband (the one who lost his damn mind and thought it was a good idea to hurt me!), all of my loves have sweet spots in my heart and all taught me a little more about how to love. That said, I do understand that this is not the case for many, many people and pain is the predominant emotion when memories crowd the mind, and I am sorry for them, heartache physically hurts and I imagine that loneliness has its own special ache. You write so beautifully that even one who cannot or does not recognize the emotions you take such care to accurately yet poetically express can taste the flavor of it, the essence of it.

[Richard🖌]

Ah, M'Lovely Lady Carol,
'Tis such a beautiful compliment your words of praise have gifted this simple poem to "loneliness for one's past lover", and the tender sweetness derived from renewed remembrance replacing it with the warming moments wrought, thereof.
Well, of course, though we know this poem does not apply to you, it is so very rewarding to know it offers interest and appreciation enough to inspire such welcome commentary of your own interesting involvements and circumstances, so entertaining in their own right.
Too, it is encouraging to realize that one does not necessarily have to experience a thing to feel it, taste it, intuitively grasp its essence in a meaningful way … this, within itself, speaks volumes of the special being You truly are.

I am so very honored and pleased you chose this piece to share with me, Dear Carol … with warmest hugs! ⁓ Richard : )

[J. J. Nightingale]

Lay off the lapsang..Ha...just kidding... :)...
Beautiful.. soft.. and real...
I do wonder if any man truly
ever felt this way about his woman
or even ever watched her breathe ?
maybe, .... and how special THAT
would be...............sigh.

Lovely-Sweet

JAZZY

[Richard🖌]

Ah, Lady Jasmine,
I love to see your name as reviewer beneath my poems, because I know I'm always in for a special treat.
How sweet to open with mention my favorite tea, setting a soft and familiar tone to your words.
I cannot speak for other men, but it is for certain my inspiration for this alluring poem is fact based, while so many are derived from sheer imagination; so, your "sigh" is well expressed on the essence of this piece. ; )

Thank you, Dear Lady-Poet, for the warming touch of your sweet words … hugs to you! ⁓ Richard 🌻

[J. J. Nightingale]

You are welcome kind Sir...... :).............

[lightsong]

Nothing is missing for me, simply a magical ethereal piece of real emotions that sweep through the reader's heart and drift them with Your wave of glorious changing of feelings, like a drak silence being raised slowly with a gentle twinkling light, how You took us with Your private journey, from Your gloomy emptiness, when Your heart like a hole, thinking that You are now empty forever, even the loving scenes around You don't affect You, or touch You... then a little thing, a shy sign... caresses indepth those hidden feelings, litting the candle inside, and those bittersweet memories, this miraculous memory becoming warmly alive again inside You, taking You back, where the warmth of/inside You was like a fountain, a need to give as to take, Stunning magnificent piece, of real feelings.... The ending verse alone is a real masterpiece!

[Richard🖌]

Dear GH,
I am so glad to know you reviewed this one for me … the site never said a word.
How beautiful of you to assure me all is okay with this warmly romantic little piece of introspection in the release of some uncharacteristically genuinely deep thought and emotion to the page.
Seldom, my actual feelings find their way past my pen, but I guess the moment was right to cleanse some past years' store of pent passions.
I love the ways you understand and see true core meanings of my poetry … so few really do.
Thank you so*

Warmest hugs and blessing to you, M'Dear Poetess! ⁓ Richard : )

[lightsong]

You are so welcome, and I believe this to be added to my most favorites from You, there is a certain personal speciality about it.

[Richard🖌]

I am deeply honored, M'Lady*

[MsJewel]

It is simple, but not too simple...it is lovely. There is a softness to your words that draws me in. Beautiful, beautiful writing. :) Julie

[Richard🖌]

Julie,
You well know how i love to see your name under one of my poems, because I'm assured a touch of warmness to my very core in some deep and meaningful way that's going to stir me senses.

Thanks, Julie, for your wonderful review, but mostly for You … hugs! ~ Richard : )

[Dr. YumnaKay]

"When warmth mattered,
your sleeping softness
wrapped my heart
in a sense
of pure,
innocent awe ..."

I found myself in awe and lost in this piece. It is truly a beautiful read from the first till the last stanza.

I used to fear loneliness sometime ago, but as time passed I think it has its comforts and there is certainly a deep calm within it.

This is a lovely piece for sure.

[Richard🖌]

Ah, you return, Little Flower! : )
Successfully certified, I trust.
Yumna, it is quite wonderful to hear your poetic voice again, sharing your wise mind and knowing heart with me, and not surprisingly, you've singled-out the one part I feel epitomizes the essence of this piece.
The way you've expressed its effect on you confirms and gratifies that which i see in you, not only as an artist, but as a vibrant person of sensitive depth ... and how fortunate I feel to be privileged to receive your appreciation and praise, but most of all, for trust me enough to share your personal experience, which I happen to share in almost equal measure.

Welcome back, with a most warmly grateful thank you for selecting this humble little effort to read and bless, in the special way only you can … hugs to you, Yumna! ⁓ Richard

[Dr. YumnaKay]

Yes, I finally returned although I was always here in the background just reading.

It's always been a pleasure reading your pieces which carry a depth to be pondered over.

You're most welcome, Richard and thank you too for the warm welcome ☺

[Richard🖌]

I feel a warm, happy blush! 😊

[Annie Gryphon]

Dear Richard,
i'm back to read your poems and here's one new for me. It has a catching beginning: yes, there is a kind of comfort in being lonely. And watching others together tells so much more as it ever did before. Some gestures can get you because they had been familiar to you, too. I like these lines, they show emotions without being too sweet (if you know what i mean).
I stumbled over "pain tries to color moments, but is blocked ...", sounded false to me first but now i see it. Pain can color moments, makes them meaningful and big, so you can feel like a tragic hero in an old movie. But the resignation keeps even that pain away, like a pillow or a glassbell. Oh yes, i understand. And of course it's you, Richard, and you come back to the light, a little laughter like Prousts famous Madeleines brings back the memories. I love the image of the Southern star in a moon-lit cloudness night. Then you're with the sleeping softness (and we are with you) and it's a sensitive love that watches carefully, just like a mosquito on the wall could do.
I appreciate and admire your talent and hope you won't stop giving us your beautiful poetry.
All the best for you, my friend.
Annie

[Richard🖌]

Ahhh, M'Dear Annie!
How I've missed you, and how sad the site did not let me know you'd left your wondrously warming and gratifying review.
Still, you thrilling words of understanding, praise, and enjoyment fill my heart and bardic appreciation to overflowing.
I knew, too, that if anyone could get that stumbling part sorted, it would be You. ; )

I feel so much better about this piece, now that I know you like it so much … with warmest hugs 'n smiles! ⁓ Richard : )

[Kathy Van Kurin]

It is special to read the inner depths of another's love memories so deep. Please do not change a thing as we are all in process of learning and changing every day. As for it's content it is very good . Blessings Kathy

[Richard🖌]

Thank you, Kathy,
Your words are as a warmly soothing balm, reassuring an unsure bard his weaknesses are mere imagination.

From one as skilled as You, I now have no doubt … happy hugs! ⁓ Richard : )


PS … Kathy Dear, the site dos not always let me know when a review has been given. :'/

[Kathy Van Kurin]

Your kindness and affection for your fellow travelers of this earth is just so nice and welcoming. I hope that you know you are a little ray of sunshine in this sometimes difficult world and everyone could use a little warm light.
Bless you Richard.