Teach Me To Whisper

Teach me to whisper like early-morn blush

against the cheek of the illumined sky,

like the green blades of grass beside the rush

of the river that is hastening by.

Teach me the love that is found in a rose

and written in crimson calligraphy

across the earth, making merry of woes,

in a swirl of fire and epiphany.

Teach me the touch of immortal extent,

wherein forever is found in a flash,

where shadows of thought are an aliment,

a source of life among ruin and ash.

Teach me the hope of the blossoming bud,

tremendously tender and spun sublime,

with her flesh on fire from euphoric blood

and flaming curves that are bedewed with time.

Teach me the truth of mist on the water,

the white shroud of silence that drapes the blue,

where shadows hush like a quiet daughter,

waiting for the winds of a warmer hue.

Teach me the love of a lifetime of bliss,

where warm shades of passion burn like a fire,

where foreplay flutters are born in the kiss

between lips of unquenchable desire.

Teach me the joy that I see in your eyes

whenever I see you looking at me,

in that intimate way you alchemize

and turn my soul into a rhapsody.

Teach me to whisper the words of my heart,

the lover's song that I'm aching to sing

and bridge the distance which keeps us apart

by teaching heart how to lift its redwing.

Author's Note

Reviews

[Forest Green]

Incredible...a sublime mix of hearthstone, open skies, and heartbeats.
'Teach me the love that is found in a rose
and written in crimson calligraphy
across the earth, making merry of woes,
in a swirl of fire and epiphany.'

Your touch in this poem beggars description. Where has your work been hiding?

Wonderfully complete and truly, truly original.

Daniel

[Dean]

and why not? When you teach me such beauty.

[Linda Marie Van Tassell]

Beauty is in you, dear friend.

[Dean]

and in you

[Linda Marie Van Tassell]

In us all.

[Roland Petrov]

After reading this poem, I would urge you to change "Teach me" to "I've learned"! This is a stunning poem, and what a visual to go with it! Then you gild the lily with music! Your talent is amazing!!!

[Linda Marie Van Tassell]

You are very kind. Thank you for the visit, the beautiful words, and the touching review. I greatly appreciate the feedback.

[Lydia Shutter]

Heavy sigh! The beauty of nature combines with the gentleness of true romance to form a stunning love poem. Tender and warm, the imagery dances on the page. Absolutely stunning, Linda. The graphic is beautiful too! Lydi**

[Willard Wells]

I think you with your sweet enticing words here he will know how to direct you, to where you want to go. A beautiful work. Well done and nice word use.

[θεά]

You have a remarkable talent for poetry. The meter, the interplay of words, the themes of nature and wisdom are suffused with Romanticism. Even Wordsworth would be proud reading your work.

Loved reading this,

Keep it up,

Best,
M.

[Muse]

Hello Linda. I will admit to being taken off guard by the friend request/recent reviews. You see...I've been gone on a very extended vacation from this place. It's going on two years or more since I've lost my ambition to write. I've maybe shared one poem on the café since that time. But, every now and then my Muse will nudge me to revisit this place just out of curiosity and perhaps vanity. Maybe I'm just hoping for inspiration. Oh hell Linda, not only do I not write anymore, but I really don't review either. But then again; I decided to browse your wall. I felt your passion. A passion to share your art through words. The same kind of passion I used to know. And in sharing this; it provoked my curiosity a little bit more. I decided to read a few of your poems. Dear me, how can someone read something so extravagant and not feel provoked to comment?

And rather than read you; I instead, listened to your vision. You have the uncanny ability to deliver a word like a savory tiny morsel of food. And in truth, I savored every bite of this. These are words of a seasoned writer. You are also, a humble writer with words of wisdom.

And from one writer to another I still plead.


Teach me.

Teach me to feel inspired again.



~ Muse ~

[Linda Marie Van Tassell]

What a beautiful plea from a beautiful soul, one I know only too well. Like you, I had been away from the Café for a while and only just recently returned myself. While I don't write as often as I used to, when I have the luxury of time, I do still write. Torn between work and the regular routine of life seems to weigh heavy on the inspiring mind. I know only too well.

Don't feel too badly. Sometimes, I think we just need a break. We need to refill ourselves. Then again, sometimes, the soul just needs to be still and quiet. Sometimes, there just isn't anything to be said.

Creativity is like that ... an ebb and flow.

One of your poems cropped up for me, and I just fell right in to your words. I was blown away by each of the three poems that I read and reviewed, and I bookmarked you just in case you didn't friend me so that I could still find you.

Your writing is a beautiful gift and so are you. Don't let the shadows suffuse your light.

Linda Marie

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I admire your style. The rhythm is exquisite and the imagery is magical. Bravo.

[Dalton]

The clarity of this poem's form is sound, and the rhythm is hypnotic. I found myself succumbing to a literary intoxication, more and more, after reading each line.
Schopenhauer was, at least, correct in that art is perhaps the only freedom from suffering.
This piece delivers such a freedom.
Salute,
Dalton

[A hare off]

Intoxicatingly beautiful. There is enough beauty and tenderness flowing from this poem to make the entire world smile. This poem completely took my breath away. I love your phrasing and thoughts in this and as I llok below I see someone reviewed this amazing piece 7 years ago. Wow, talk about endurance.

[David Scott]

I read this poem again today.
Your word illuminate the need we all have to teach and to be taught...
My thoughts wonder if we need to learn how to whisper as much as when.
Lovely poetry any way you read it.

[Linda Marie Van Tassell]

Thank you, David. It's very thoughtful of you to stop by, to read again, and to leave your thoughtprints behind. Be blessed.