rise now the spirits
thirteen ghosts’ words of darkness
sleep well if you can
ghost # 1…
i am quite near you
look into the bathroom mirror
just behind your eyes
thrill
being mistaken for god…
digital decoupage cwmartin 2012
the crowd
pressed close
each one seeking
to touch the hem
of his dreams
but security
was tight
that night
so no one
got close enough
to be healed
from their boredom
only to get
a candid photo
or two
as the limo
pulled away
some
were in tears
others
screamed out
their love
and devotion
but
inside the limo
he just poured
himself
a scotch
extended childhood…
digital decoupage cwmartin 2012
oh
so
flashy
like a stone
splashing
and
skipping
along the surface
of life
another
instance
of walking
on water
you
and
your lovers
sculpture…
tears
emerging
from
ivory eyes
carved
by a lover’s hand
a last farewell
to youth’s memories
when
eye to eye
and
breath to breath
their love
was shared
and
there
was
no
tomorrow
breathe deep my love…
Image provided by Vlad
fingers move
gliding through
extended time
floating on skin
tracing passion’s contour
no lines of separation
the glow of morning
no other sounds
but
heartbeats
and
slow breaths
deep
as each kiss shared
words fade into gentle touches
and soft kisses
rippling down the spine
there is nothing called time
again
lips meet
part
sharing even
the air they breathe
This is the fourth part of a series of poetry challenges between Jade (http://jadepaloma.wordpress.com/) and me. The whole idea behind it is to send a picture ( in this case by Vlad) to the other as inspiration (or visual muse, if you want to), and the other has to write a poem inspired by the image. Visit her site to see how she has responded to m third challenge photograph on her site.
to the clown…
rest now
for soon the circus of life begins
and you
like others before you shall makes us laugh
to you
the thrill of laughter is gone
and now
a tear clouds your eye
for you
have seen the clowns that we all are
but now
the end of your tour is at hand
for you
perhaps a memory or two
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