A New Reality
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February 28,2014
Each image of this poem, although earth bound for the most part, is so extreme as to be really unattainable by any mortal woman. Though it sounds like that it is a woman who is being adored here, I wonder if the longing to feel God's love isn't really what the poet is dreaming of?
You touch my battered heart
Like the feathered wings of angels,
You burst from my poor eyes
Like the tears of awakened love.
You flood perfume scarred lungs
Like the scent of summer roses,
You sparkle in my rhymes
Like the sentient stars above.
Your breath seeds sounds of rain
(Like distant drums) soothing my fears,
Your presence feeds my verse
Like mother earth’s most verdant dreams.
Your voice calms savage soul
Like gentle breeze strumming tree limbs,
Your shadow shelters all
Like Light you move (you act) it seems.
You draw me from the sky
Like the call of nesting falcons,
You rob me of my breath
Like lava frozen in the sea
Your spark exceeds desire
Like a prism, reveals rainbows,
You fill my life with hope
Like a balloon that raptures me.
Copyright © Brian Johnston | Year Posted 2014
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