Burgundy

Burgundy

A Poem by Dalton
"

Precedents of 'Impetum'.

"
Here we're laying in lethargy,
thus the lovely bind.
These limbs wrap up like baskets:
our pathos intertwined.

My hands grasp just for thy:
with only our riot in mind.
These gray walls pacify;
we see in a burgundy blind.

Lo, each time I appraise you,
therein anew floor I find:
iris' housing green and brown
appearing both wild and kind.

Here we soak in such feeling,
which blurs the line of time.
Our salts are ever congealing;
we're washed up in a brine.

Let us but cure our raw afflictions:
a gentle stream over two rocks.
Let us be spiced in our convictions;
render unsavory doubts, lost.

It's that beckoning gasp
the tranquility of our sighs;
love:
delicate petals to clasp-
the violent thorns of rise.

We hold this threat of wonder now:
wrapped in a ribbon of rites.
Unraveling this bouquet, somehow,
leads only to stale sights.

Lest we are baffled by
a novelty of this kind;
a flower blooms nigh
two pollen filled minds.


24/09/2014

© 2016 Dalton


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i think love is best when it is lived on the edge....the two rival sides clashing...the gentleness vs. the riot of it...but it's all love, the soft, the rough, the fast, the slow...the day, the eternity...and if it gets wrapped up too tightly...then it leads to staleness.

j.

Posted 8 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Dalton

8 Years Ago

Yes indeed! Thank you Jacob for your words, for your wisdom.
Sincerely,
D



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"Thus the lovely bind" ... so pretty. Love's waves wash ashore, leaving you breathless in its wake. The depths tremble in silence. Love!

Posted 8 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

it read like rest for the two lovers passionately in love with each other - a pause before the riot begins again - the beloved is all the poetic subject thinks about, constantly - bewildered, surprised at the intensity of love

regards,
steph

Posted 8 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Dalton

8 Years Ago

I like your interpretation. It resembles what I too have thought.
Thank you.
D
Oh Dear, What words of images to Savor.
The poem is too good to dissect it for it's understanding, just as it would be to talk about it while indulging the moment.
I find this immensely romantic.


Posted 8 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Dalton

8 Years Ago

I was feeling romantic when this piece came out of me.
I thank you for your review,
D
i think love is best when it is lived on the edge....the two rival sides clashing...the gentleness vs. the riot of it...but it's all love, the soft, the rough, the fast, the slow...the day, the eternity...and if it gets wrapped up too tightly...then it leads to staleness.

j.

Posted 8 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Dalton

8 Years Ago

Yes indeed! Thank you Jacob for your words, for your wisdom.
Sincerely,
D

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GTA, Ontario, Canada



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