~Pausing on a sigh

I paused in your disposition,

an excerpt of my sentiment's

timely extracted passages

affection's cadenced inclinations

complexion's blush'd bias tendencies

dusky clouds amidst delectation's reflections

wildflowers breath at the nape of my neck

scent'd of twilight's mysteries & amber brandy

a calm filled of shivers kind sympathy and tea

parched of wither'd revered druthers, 

begotten heavy sighs of never forgotten harmony

etch'd within scorched reminiscence's memoirs

rewritten script'd blossomed desires on dusty shelves

smoldering in long ago places of nightfall's rhythm 

haunting wakeful hours of dreams without rhyme

wistful for the dance 'tween spaces of sublimity's poesy  

Author's Note

Reviews

[Ayvid N]

Dear Frieda, you have a mastery over transporting your reader to places that can only exist in some impossibly beautiful realms of their beleaguered minds...Here, I was transported to a beautiful, hazy twilight with a dream lover in a quaint, lovely villa full of comforts, a poor, harassed me can only think of...

scent'd of twilight's mysteries & amber brandy
a calm filled of shivers kind sympathy and tea
parched of wither'd revered druthers,
begotten heavy sighs of never forgotten harmony
etch'd within scorched reminiscence's memoirs
rewritten script'd blossomed desires on dusty shelves

A thundering ovation!

[Frieda P]

Thanks so much Divya, that's the best compliment a poet could ever get, if you felt transported I'm ecstatic my friend!

[Scott Metro]

Another tapestry of gold and silver threads.
Choice words and images...
Nice job Frieda.

Scott

[Frieda P]

Like that, 'gold and silver threads', that's poetic Scott. :-)

[Scott Metro]

who me...?
Just being colorful....
:)
S.

[Frieda P]

You gotta be colorful to be a poet. ;-)

[Scott Metro]

I KNOW I KNOW

[Jack...]

First "Sigh" of the day goes to you my friend, as now I pause to take in this wonderful work that I have just read. It is 6:20 am here and my eyes were not quite in focus yet..."were not", but they are now. When like the morning sunrise I find your words and my day is once more bright, fresh feelings awaken and my senses tingle. I loved this poem sweet Frieda, to pause and reflect on past events, whether happy or sad is something we do often. Your poem opened with this thought and provided a glimpse into the beauty that is your mind.


"I paused in your disposition,
an excerpt of my sentiment's
timely extracted passages"


Very beautiful my friend. Keeping this one close so that I may read it again and again.

[Frieda P]

Your thoughts always warm my heart Jack, you need to keep your reviews and write them as a poem one day, they're always so poetic, thanks my sweet friend.