Rippling effects
rush
through my
soul with clairvoyant
resolve
mysterious
almost Déjà vu -
calling out my name…
A mystic jewel
Mother of pearl
etched inside my eyelids
melancholy confessions
speak to me from the
crown of your keel
anchored – serene
the calm before a
storm in all of your
glory
hypnotized in your
inescapable grasp,
enchanted love
affair with haunting
memories – subconscious
you call me –
call me to you
and I am drawn
to your beauty in
whimsical wonder
intrigued with your
simplicity
like a sailor at sea –
lost in your exquisite
perfection of secrets held
forever flowing
rocking on the water
with the ebbing tides
Author notes
Picture compliments:
Bow of the Idem by
Michael Kahn
A contest entry
- Picture Inspired by Cannonsfire.
4500 points, ended July 20, 2007, 11 entries
Honorable mention
• next poem in this contest, remove from contest
Please tell me what you think
Comments
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The staccato beat in this goes well with its contemporary feel, the flow is just sublime and I enjoyed the way you progressed through the emotions of the picture and you rfeelings. Thank you for a fine entry. Love, C
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I so admire the flow you create often, such short lines would almost make it too staccato and yet, you smooth it somehow, by word choices I think, making it liquid to read. Excellent job.
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"melancholy confessions speak to me from the crown of your kneel"-brilliant line--best line I have read in days...an excellent piece...great imagery and metaphors...bravo!
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