Isolde - If Only You'd Be Mine

Isolde

You give to me the morning sun that dances in your smile

a flower wild among the stones upon a rocky isle

a lonely wood with hidden paths where we can walk awhile

You lead me by the hand through nights into the waking days

through swinging gates in mirrored walls and through the midnight haze

through castles built in sandbox realms in children’s yesterdays

You give to me a ragged doll, a puppet on a string

a ride upon a rocking horse, a swallow on the wing

a ribbon trailing from your hair, a red or scarlet thing

You whisk me from a valley deep wherein a black wind blows

and tracks upon the empty sands are hidden by the snows,

and share with me your secret thoughts and steal away my woes

You give to me a silver flute, a whistle on a chain

a drummer boy with dancing feet, a sugar candy cane

a window flushed with foolish tears and pitter-patter rain

You lead me from the crazy streets, beyond the circus towns,

beyond the smoky memories, beyond the weeping clowns,

beyond a frozen melody and sorrows that it sounds

You give to me a penny plain to cast upon a dream,

a falling star upon the sky, a bridge across a stream,

a teddy bear with tattered ears and berries dipped in cream

You show me where a rainbow lights upon a liquid land

where dew drops paint the purple leaves deserted on the sands

on roads of simple wonderment within your slender hands

You give to me in winter’s chill your ragged scarf of thread,

a blazing ball of candle wax, a fire dripping red,

and share with me (a rhyming clown) your yearning arms... and bed

You spin me tales of laughter, yes, of laughter on a spree

of laughter restless in the sky, of laughter running free

of laughter dancing skipping wildly far beyond the sea

I give to you these careless words, arrayed in broken lines,

adorned, my love, with tempest winds and teardrop salty brine,

in cups of youthful passion steeped in desolation wine,

and promise I’m forever yours... 

                                                     if only you’d be mine.

Reviews

[iand63]

again a very tight work beautifully phrased and juxtaposed

[Terry O'Leary]

Thank you, iand63... much appreciated!

[Bear]

great rhyme scheme and use of true rhymes at that, good choice of wording and powerful description that form the images so apply in ones mind. Touching yet haunting with the lonely silver flute playing in the back of my mind. I am a rhyming clown though not the one you many mention of but it pleases me that you have shared this with me now :~)

[Terry O'Leary]

Thank you, Bear... all rhyming clowns are wonderful!!!

[Coyote Poetry]

Beautiful and magic words for love.
"I give to you these careless words, arrayed in broken lines,
adorned, my love, with tempest winds and teardrop salty brine,
in cups of youthful passion steeped in desolation wine,
and promise I’m forever yours... "
Your kind and sweet words led the reader to perfect ending. Thank you for sharing the outstanding poetry.
Coyote

[Terry O'Leary]

Thank you, Coyote... your kind words are appreciated!!

[Coyote Poetry]

Was my pleasure and you are welcome.