in amber light ascending he came to the well silent, drinking, gazing into the water as i watched from the balcony in amber light ascending...
he saw me, my flesh light brushed golden beribboned reflected in water and he carressed me came up to me riding sunlight up the wall mounting the baLcony mounting me lighting me with love and i painted endless living fantasies on his golden fur flesh to bask flower burst blooming in liquid ambrosia light from his eyes
together in the amber light ascending we formed the eternal living pattern beautiful, bountiful, becoming golden furred aliens of our new world who come to drink from your well in the amber light ascending...
I like the poem. Gentle tone and good story.
"he carressed me
came up to me
riding sunlight up the wall
mounting the baLcony
mounting me
lighting me with love"
You create good place and hopeful light. Thank you dear Poet for sharing the excellent poetry.
Coyote
Posted 9 Years Ago
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9 Years Ago
thank you, just a little sci-fi fantasy from out on the rim...
I like the poem. Gentle tone and good story.
"he carressed me
came up to me
riding sunlight up the wall
mounting the baLcony
mounting me
lighting me with love"
You create good place and hopeful light. Thank you dear Poet for sharing the excellent poetry.
Coyote
Posted 9 Years Ago
1 of 1 people found this review constructive.
9 Years Ago
thank you, just a little sci-fi fantasy from out on the rim...
I am not much enthralled by the whole gamut of the phantasy world. I can see how how a child might find everything about it wondrous to behold, but, unfortunately that excludes me. I am sure that your poetry is great as it is always, I just cannot get through it to the end. This is a wonderful combination of poem and picture!
This is beautiful as the fantasy but I can also see it as a metaphor or symbolic write. Being bathed in a golden glow of love, the lover comes to quenches thirst from the nectar. I could go on but I don't want this to sound too risqué when you're poem was not. Love visuals as always.
jeannemarie, I have to admit that I can't figure out what the "golden furred" creature is (man, beast or otherworldly) but it strikes me as having a fantastical bent to it, dreamlike and just short of disturbing. The writing, as is your wont, is very strong and filled with lively imagery...that almost goes without saying for your writes. I hope my review justified my feelings correctly about this, if not I apologize for my lack of clarity. Brilliant writing! take care...dan