Letters

She hovered above a painted rainbow,
out of reach for both
daffodils and baby’s breath alike,
both dreaming of love,
dreaming of places where she,
in a graceful stupor,
would shiver and spin,
faint upon their caresses
with a sigh.

How fascinating it is that she could inspire dreams
in flowers with her pure existence,
with the light of her gaze that sprinkled amidst
the gardens like fairy dust
that drove them to thrive
and reach out for her touch,
sometimes succeeding.

I reveled in the way carnations
of all colours had brushed upon her heel,
lifted forth the daffodils one by one
and blew their petals across the air,
of which felt like her breath on my skin still,
made my skin tremble with sheer bliss,
urged my lips to rest behind a
dandelion,
and exhale a breath
that contained unspoken love:
air that held love letters and delivered them unto
the dandelion’s children,
taking off like snowflakes
drifting through the clouds towards the sun.

And she read my love letters,
or so I thought,
I could never recall.

I was too lost in the hymn
of her laughter to remember anything,
the way she poked out a tongue
to taste the promises I muttered
on snowflakes marked by my breath,
and there she was!
Tasting my breath,
with a blush.

‘Twas then,
when she descended gently
into a bed of flowers,
that I grew jealous
of those that stole the attention
of the girl that stole the sun.

Author's Note

Part II to The Girl That Stole The Sun; critiques? Thoughts?

Reviews

[Riley Bray]

Honestly, Tai, sometimes I feel as if you have some of the great writers of history, (Poe, Angelou, Shakespeare, even), living in your mind. Oh how I'm jealous haha. The imagery in this poem was fantastic, reminding me of long lost crushes when they were in their prime. You know, those moments when, as a young girl or boy you can't help but get a little mad if you can't get them to pay you any mind, where touching each other's shirts can even make you blush madly. Ah, its whimsical. I'm glad I got a chance to read this. Keep up the good work. :)

Favorite lines:

"in a graceful stupor,
would shiver and spin,
faint upon their caresses
with a sigh."

"urged my lips to rest behind a
dandelion,
and exhale a breath
that contained unspoken love:"

"the way she poked out a tongue
to taste the promises I muttered
on snowflakes marked by my breath,"

[Tai Ryens]

You're much too kind, Riley, I'm flattered!

[Rachelle]

Melodic and magical mastery in description! I can hear the faint music behind the piece.

[Tai Ryens]

Thank you!

[kublakhan27]

the way she poked out a tongue / to taste the promises I muttered / on snowflakes marked by my breath...killer lines and image there. I felt like I was traveling through a universe of Monet paintings as I made my way through this piece...if there are two types of images I truly adore in poetry, they are elements and colours, and both groups are represented perfectly in your words. An imaginative piece rich in poetic grandeur...love this one...gorgeous work :)

[Tai Ryens]

Ahh, I'm flattered! Thank you, kublakhan!

[Einstein Noodle]

"I was too lost in the hymn
of her laughter to remember anything,"
love that ..wish I had thought of it :) strong imagery and does take one to wistful places with innocence for a companion ..Spring seems the bashful lover this year ... I'm afraid in the upper midwest she will reveal herself but a day or two .. we go from winter to summer this year :( ...
E.

[Tai Ryens]

Thanks muchly, the weather does seem a tad bit capricious these past few years, eh?

[Einstein Noodle]

yes..yes indeed :)

[paul sal.....]

nice, sad, but spring has arrived, however,and there will grow more daffodils and dandelions and baby's breath and love upon the wind.............and the sun

[Tai Ryens]

Thank you, friend!

[paul sal.....]

stop by and visit me,and it is and has been my pleasure, a learning experience...............

[Coyote Poetry]

A amazing use of description. Your words took me to good places and create vision of beauty. I like the honest feel of the statements. I did like the ending. Gave the poem balance and strength. Thank you for sharing the excellent poetry.
Coyote

[Tai Ryens]

Thank you for your kind remarks, Coyote!

[BlackRose]

Beeeautiful! Love it. The imagery I see from what you describe so cleverly well here.

[Tai Ryens]

Thank you!

[Zahra]

Really beautiful piece, beautifully done

[Tai Ryens]

Thanks muchly!

[Bluefire]

Beautiful!
I love part two's to poems, its very rare.
The imagery in part on and part to is amazing!
You must love the girl, in all her innocent beauty. Reminds me of Vedris.
Enchantingly played!

[Tai Ryens]

You can expect quite a few more, aha.
And it must be in part that both Vedris and the girl who stole the sun are based on the same girl . . . Aha~
Thank you, Blue.

[Bluefire]

Awesome!
No problem. ^^