Hyperventilating

Hyperventilating

A Poem by Jack...
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Inspired by my sweet poet friend Frieda. Thanks for the wonderful words and photo...

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Hyperventilating

 

Zephyrs breach this cobble wall

Gusts of morning glory breezes

Swirl enchanting echoes about my weary mind

I reach for the top, pulling myself to my feet

So that I may see that which is calling

In gale force phrases of poetic vistas…finding me

 

“Hallucinating?”

 

Breathless, I lean on moss covered stone

Weakened by mystic dreams and sighed fragrance,

For the beauty which engulfs my sight

Of lavender reaches in ribbon’d flow,

Brush strokes of cocoa eyes smiling

Grasps my body, wrapping me in passion’d bliss…touching me

 

“Hypnotically”

 

“What magic is this?” I call out from the shadows

In wheezing voice of broken harmony

“Tis love,’ she whispers as my breath escapes

Clutching my chest in fevered emotions

Wide eyed dimensions course my now beaming face

As all of life has bloomed within my being…and I fall

 

“Hyperventilating”

© 2014 Jack...


Author's Note

Jack...
Thank you for reading

What it feels like to fall in love.

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waowww!!!! you two are great. This is so good collaboration. I loved loved loved. Let me guess who wrote which stanza, Frieda the first stanza, Jack the last stanza...about the second stanza, It seems to be Jacks also frieda's. I hope my guess is right

Posted 10 Years Ago


Jack...

10 Years Ago

Sorry my friend, I wrote the entire piece.. It was inspired by a conversation Frieda and I had. But .. read more
and it does take our breath away doesn't it?

again, excellent portrayal of what it feels like to love, to fall in love...to express those feelings...

you have the knack, my friend...

okay, i am catching my breath now.

Posted 10 Years Ago


Jack...

10 Years Ago

Thanks so much Jacob
I loved reading this for the second time; you have captured falling in love beautifully

Posted 10 Years Ago


Jack...

10 Years Ago

Kelly, I always am thrilled when you visit my world. Thanks so much.
Sounds like a suitable tribute to Frieda. "Zephyrs, gusts, swirls..." Sounds like the sort of language she would use in her poetry.

Posted 10 Years Ago


Jack...

10 Years Ago

Thanks Diana.
Indeed. Beautiful and ardent diction presenting a picture of the most powerful force in the universe. Well done. :)

Posted 10 Years Ago


Jack...

10 Years Ago

Thank you Joshua...happy you enjoyed this.
Beautiful and just gorgeous. Wonderfully penned. Thanks for sharing.

Posted 10 Years Ago


Jack...

10 Years Ago

Thank you Gleb. Your kindness is always appreciated.
Yeah, apt description of everything I would much rather avoid, thanks. :)

Posted 10 Years Ago


Jack...

10 Years Ago

Oh come on now...thanks for visiting though.
Lyn Anderson

10 Years Ago

Sorry, think my fangs and claws were showing there. Oops.
Wide eyed dimensions course my now beaming face
As all of life has bloomed within my being…and I fall

“Hyperventilating”

Wow …. really great write, Jack.

Posted 10 Years Ago


Jack...

10 Years Ago

Thank you Pryde. You are too kind to me
Pryde Foltz

10 Years Ago

You make it easy … you and your words are most deserving:)
Joveky, tantalizing imagry. It doesn't rhyme, but if feels like a rhyming poem...very skillfully dne...

Posted 10 Years Ago


Jack...

10 Years Ago

Thanks so much Marie.
She is an inspiration in her own rite and you are too Jack to so many. I like the way you start with the thought and then you define its aspects along with your feelings. This is breathless escapes to love...Splendid...:)....................

Posted 10 Years Ago


Jack...

10 Years Ago

Thank you Sami.
Sami Khalil

10 Years Ago

You re welcome muchly...:)..................

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Jack...
Jack...

San Antonio, TX



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Not much to tell about me, I am just Jack, I am a poet, a writer, a musician, a painter, a builder and a dreamer. I live in south Texas but am originally from New Jersey and miss it more and more all .. more..

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