Shadows of Discreet

 

 

As candlelight drips down the shadows of discreet

the lavender scent of love weaves a purple web;

And the tides of the fickled moon begin to ebb

until the silhouettes of the night slowly retreat...

 

And as she removes her rosey-colored glasses

the signature of love is cast upon the shore;

And the jealous hand of fate slaps her as before

and teardrops are the color of blue hair grasses...

 

As she peers within the darkness of her window

the crimson tulips dance in the moonlit showers

She bathes within the waterfalls of moon flowers;

and still hears his voice in whispers of the willow...

 

©SyberRose

　

　

　

　

　

　

　

　

　

　

　

　

Author's Note

Thank you for reading

Reviews

[Richard Man]

Even with the passage of time the memory of some things do not bruise.... well... that is if they are well protected..... with lavender, which also induces sleep. This poem is and echoes others that are. Some fruits are greater for picking off the tree and consuming there and then and others for preserving in alcohol or syrup.

[SyberRose]

Thank you kindly for taking time to read and responding...I appreciate your nice comments...SyberRose

[Richard Man]

Sorry about my ramble.... it was a stroll down a leafy lane... called memory.

[Richard Man]

Memory lane has brambles to scratch and nettles to sting.... but one gives fruit and the other makes fabulous soup.

[SyberRose]

Thats fine...I enjoyed your review...anytime

[SyberRose]

It sounds like you have some good recipes ha..

[Richard Man]

Some are recipes for disaster others are sweet memories.

[Azriel]

"And the jealous hand of fate slaps her as before" great line and a wonderful piece, as usual your images used here are extremely vivid and beautiful.... the language used here is also wonderful, especially in the last stanza, everything just flows into the next line smoothly. overall a wonderful piece.

[SyberRose]

Thank you Azriel...Im never sure if anyone will like my poetry until I post it so I am happy you enjoyed my words...SyberRose

[Tate Morgan]

I really liked this i must say i never tried a rhyme of this nature myself well done

[SyberRose]

Thank you Tate...I appreciate you nice comments. I never did this form before until this year and this is I think the second one I have done. You will have to try one sometime...SyberRose

[Eric Cox]

Beautiful. Love the elegant, beautiful imagery penned.

[SyberRose]

Thank you Eric...I appreciate your visit tonight...SyberRose

[Eric Cox]

You're welcome. Thanks for dropping by my site.

[jacob erin-cilberto]

the jealous hand of fate slaps her like a too strong wave against a shore.

the missing is overwhelming.
again nice mix of nature and longing...you combine nature with human feelings so nicely with your vivid description.

[SyberRose]

Thank you Jacob...yes I always enjoy writing about nature and romance...thank you for your nice comments...SyberRose

[redflutterby]

Deep longing for a lost lover....you weave this with such a delicate thread. Reading your poetry is much like being carried away to paradise. ;-)

[SyberRose]

Thank you Red...so nice to hear from you and thank you for those sweet comments...SyberRose