Inspiration bends my tree
in arms of river
flowing through me
to surge my season,
not to see
but bare in body,
as ghost to sing in Echo's canyon;
a little breath of Heaven's song
through lips to blush
before you speak
in interruption,
as shyer thought of Finger's touch
when neck is warm
from Sun's first kiss
in rush of air
to breathe your hair in rise
of sky to dance;
and move those clouds
of doubt to billow
as pillowed hope
in Love's enchantment,
floating heart
above the world
with walls and fences holding on
to last year's leaves
without an escort,
as if such brown pretending green
could ever fly
to find your laughter
in gust of innocent song to feather
within the fall of earthward glance
looking for a poem to gather.
A contest entry
- I Summon The Wind by Touchof1der.
650 points, ended February 26, 2007, 24 entries
Honorable mention
• next poem in this contest, remove from contest
Please tell me what you think
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floating heart
above the world
with walls and fences holding on
to last year's leaves
without an escort,
as if such brown pretending green
could ever fly
to find your laughter
Now THAT is very rich. I love those lines. The whole poem speaks to the heart of me and has such an awe inspiring flow and feel to it. You have done a beautiful job here.
Thank you for taking the time and effort to enter my contest. Good luck!
♥ Touchof1der
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I wonder if I have ever told you that I admire yoru writing so very much. Thre are a few poets on here that simply take my breath away, time after time, after time. This is one of those times...every word is my favotie here, but this..
"as if such brown pretending green
could ever fly
to find your laughter
in gust of innocent song to feather
within the fall of earthward glance
looking for a poem to gather."
speaks volumes to me. -
WONDERFUL
Kaibab,you have penned a delightful piece here. The words flow with gentleness and imagery and so, so tender. well done and good luck in the contest. Val
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I really love the way you've ended this. the language is rich too..great job. good luck in the contest.
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"and move those clouds
of doubt to billow
as pillowed hope
in Love's enchantment"
Gorgeous penning, dear Scribe...& ya gotta know how I feel about hope by now...
Good luck in Kimberly's contest, my Friend...It's a wonderful entry...
Wanda
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wow
Another sweet romantic breath of air....
SO beautiful, Rich!
Lynda
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