Lace me in scents of lavender,
its silken fragrance calms storms
raging against a serene serenade
in shades of faded violets.
Sing me a song of eternity captured in
a raindrop falling from the heavens,
my upturned face is anxious for
the caress of the first spring shower.
Let my eyes breathe colors pure,
and then saturate me in
the vivid hues that lie
along the borders of this rugged path.
Beneath this canopy of tranquility
petal soft sighs escape
while droplets of blood flow
onto hidden thorns.
Its crimson paled by
beauty's breath
keeps the madness
at bay.
this poem is tranquil...damn, there are just some on this site...you definitely being one of them, who can turn nature's beauty upside down and inside out with your stark images...breathless.
"raging against a serene serenade" my very favorite line in this one.
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11 Years Ago
I crave tranquility yet she eludes me. Thanks jacob, I really like what you took away from the poem.
A beautiful use of words. I like the description and the desire of the poem.
"Sing me a song of eternity captured in
a raindrop falling from the heavens, "
Good to fall into poetry with life and emotion. Thank you for sharing the excellent poetry.
Coyote
I love the classic feel in this piece, the words are stunning and creatively painted in a beautiful realm of love, enjoy reading this vibrant and vivid visual rich work.
My fave.
Lace me in scents of lavender,
its silken fragrance calms storms
raging against a serene serenade
in shades of faded violets.
very soft-spoken and eloquent.....I love the last stanza. It reminded me of my dogwoods that have recently been blooming all over my yard. The white petals with drops of crimson red. Your words are vivid
This made me think of one of my all time favorite words "tempest".
It was this young girl I had to work with years ago..she was beautiful, with the name of Tempest, so entranced I was by her name I went home to research the definiton of it. The tempest storm...how can something so innocent and beautiful be compared to a storm? I was confused by why her mother would give her such a name. Well you sure gave the storm a vision of beauty...maybe this is what was missing from the picture perfect storm. The tempest fury in all of it's god-given glory. Heaven is beautiful when it cries.
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11 Years Ago
Thank you so much. What a gorgeous comment. I often wonder if we grow into the names that we are giv.. read moreThank you so much. What a gorgeous comment. I often wonder if we grow into the names that we are given. Your visits are like a cool breeze on a summer's day and your words are truly appreciated.
11 Years Ago
likewise my friend.
The smell of lavender I so love.... your words heirin too... to connect with the first spring moments (I still have to wait for) is something, truly needed, and treasured. You make this a warm place, with songs of water, for refreshment... most gorgeous writing m'dear lady.
- Elisa
Posted 11 Years Ago
11 Years Ago
Relax, refresh, renew- we all need to seek out our moments of bliss from this busy world. Thank you .. read moreRelax, refresh, renew- we all need to seek out our moments of bliss from this busy world. Thank you so much for your poetic review.
Spring is such a welcome time...the dead grey of winter yielding to the new life that brings the colors back to us. Birdsong returns and a new season is born.
Very beautiful write Blue. Thank you for sharing.
Posted 11 Years Ago
11 Years Ago
Thanks R.L. Spring surely lifts our moods and puts a song in our hearts.
I used to not be able to sleep without lavender :) Such beautiful words, I could picture this well. Would sound good recorded I think. Very vivid, complex imagery, really makes the reader think to see if they missed any hidden meaning. Good work indeed :)
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11 Years Ago
Hello Sam-
Lavender is one of my favorite scents. Thank you for commenting and for your.. read moreHello Sam-
Lavender is one of my favorite scents. Thank you for commenting and for your kind response.
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