A Love Poem

To hang beneath such skies as these, Sheet blue glass, marbled with white, Clouds threading wisps on a day to seize This glory before the fall of night. I stared aloft with blood infused With springtime’s amphetamine jolts, With dandelion seeds and daffodil juice And the sparks from lightening bolts. And in this cool, stately reverie As greenfly crawled upon the rose, The world it shrank microscopically To elements of poetry and prose. A poem of love, the soft whispering words Dripped from the murmur of my lips And drowned the sound of bees and birds, Becalmed the sails of the sailing ships. To listen as a vacuum ruled the earth, To the rhyme wrought in this magic hour, A poem of love, a colossus of worth Bestrode the day with its’ power…