Solitude

 

Solitude

By Jack Ivey

 

Windswept treetops sing to me of drenching moonlit love

As early morning practices, upon the breeze above

Delivering a soften faire to those who wait their turn

With open heart and eyes so wide, of all that they may learn

 

I reach for but the precious charm a’ sit aloft, it’s true

Behold the silent memories along this dawning view

Within the woven canopy my heart to cling this scene

For in the mist of solitude does come my eyes this dream

 

O’ wisp of hair in golden sheen and eyes of oak stain brown

Lone features that do capture me of every thought I’ve found

A’ drizzle on my faded skin, thy touch a soothing care

And whispers come of loving words and moments we are there

 

I paint this with a brush of hope and colors lemon gray

With strokes so bold of magnitude on this my grand display

To gaze upon the canvas with an eye of contemplate

To breathe a breath of evermore and pray it’s not too late

 

I find this morning symphony does bring about a light

In shades of endless branch to sway, between this day and night

Though still my heart, a’ dance of dreams and vision on the view

Does seek the love of perfect joy which rains on me from you

 

A’ drink the rising beacon of the red and glowing sun

As misty tones of violet bequeath my only one

Now listen as the whippoorwill, its song about to be

Of all my soul does long in prayers that you are here with me

 

  

 

Author's Note

Thank you for reading

Reviews

[Constance Payne]

Wonderfully written, I love the last line.

[Jack...]

Thank you so very much Constance.

[Just Kim]

astounding piece of poetry so beautiful.

[Jack...]

Thank you so much.

[jacob erin-cilberto]

this is the way a poet loves...full throttle, he or she knows no other way...and the words express that.

jacob

[Jack...]

Thank you so much for your visit my friend.

[Souladareatease]

Such Beaty You speak of and flow with Your pen Jack!!! this is Most endearing!!!
A gorgeous piece!!!

[Jack...]

Thank you so very much. I appreciate your generous review

[Souladareatease]

It was soothing as whispers to a loved one indeed!!!

[s y e]

Awwwah, I love the way you write, Jack. So much passion, emotion and dedication put into every one of your works.

"O’ wisp of hair in golden sheen and eyes of oak stain brown
Lone features that do capture me of every thought I’ve found
A’ drizzle on my faded skin, thy touch a soothing care
And whispers come of loving words and moments we are there"

Oh wow, this was amazing! So sweet and lovely. Amazing.

[Jack...]

Such kind words, I am thrilled you have visited me again.

[TL Boehm]

O’ wisp of hair in golden sheen and eyes of oak stain brown
Lone features that do capture me of every thought I’ve found
A’ drizzle on my faded skin, thy touch a soothing care
And whispers come of loving words and moments we are there

Sigh....melts my little berserker heart it does. I love the use of color in this one. I like to play with paint. So to wrap color into this piece, yes. I appreciated it much and also the setting...I live in the desert so themes of water and forest are a balm to me.

[Jack...]

Thanks so very much for your generous review. So do you paint?

[TL Boehm]

I haven't in years. I enjoyed it but don't have room to set up an easel in my casa. I also used to sketch but its been several years for that too. I'm not an artist. I just like art - and I like to sketch and paint animals. Big cats, hoofed animals...my younger is an artist.

[Shaylynn H.]

May I ask your age?

[Jack...]

Mid 50's. why do you ask?

[Blue Ivory]

Your poetry always breathes serenity...Gives me the same peaceful feeling the idea of sunrise sets off. This is why I love reading your work :)

[Jack...]

Thank you so very much. I appreciate your kind words.

[Blue Ivory]

And I'll tell you again, you deserve them :3

[InsanityWriter]

Beautiful. :) Keep writing! You're amazing!

[Jack...]

Thank you so much my friend.

[InsanityWriter]

Always happy to read your poems. ^_^

[Girl Friday (Sarah W.)]

You writing always has such intense and palpable emotion. I never feel daunted by reading your work, rather it is like a comforting blanket; warm and safe. You have a gift, my friend...for word choice, phrasing and imagery. Beautifully done.

[Jack...]

Thanks so much for your kind words.