Lady Labyrinth Poet Romanticism

Blue Dress

"Blue Dress"



Temptation 
Green as an 
Apple

Blue 
into the arms 
of Hell

Red 
"LIFE"
Read

the bite of an Apple
Stopped me short
and 

YOU,
despite
all 

Yellow Brick Road
Tornadoes

Stood by me
Silent, still, strong and 
eloquent

Where is Love sung?

Love is sung
in the 
Blue Notes 

Dressed in Blue

The letters of a spell
undressed and unravelled 
covert under cover

Manifestation sings softly 
as you turn over
Jade eyes reflecting  

Green four leaf clovers
floating deep in 
Secret Oceans of Blue

"Where Do I Belong?"

The Key is held
on a tongue
passed with a dream, 

on Mid Summer Night's
Jubilee kiss
from Forest of Arden

MAGIC.

The key is passed 
through the Daemon's 
Mirrors -

HOME.


(LadyLabyrinth/2019)





Into Temptation / Crowded House
https://youtu.be/fSa1o_vT0EI













1. Brett Whitely
https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Brett_Whiteley

2. Brett Whitely Studio
https://www.artgallery.nsw.gov.au/brett-whiteley-studio/

3. Lyrics:  Into Temptation / Crowded House
https://genius.com/Crowded-house-into-temptation-lyrics

4. Daemon
https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Daemon_(classical_mythology)

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Funom Makama November 15, 2019 at 9:01 AM This is beautiful.. What a lovely poem. Lady Labyrinth November 15, 2019 at 11:16 PM Thank you Funom.

Lady Labyrinth November 10, 2019 at 11:21 PM "Lovers and madmen have such seething brains, Such shaping fantasies, that apprehend More than cool reason ever comprehends. The lunatic, the lover and the poet Are of imagination all compact: One sees more devils than vast hell can hold, That is, the madman: the lover, all as frantic, Sees Helen's beauty in a brow of Egypt: The poet's eye, in fine frenzy rolling, Doth glance from heaven to earth, from earth to heaven; Lady Labyrinth November 10, 2019 at 11:21 PM And as imagination bodies forth The forms of things unknown, the poet's pen Turns them to shapes and gives to airy nothing A local habitation and a name.”

Lady Labyrinth November 10, 2019 at 11:19 PM "Love looks not with the eyes, but with the mind, And therefore is winged Cupid painted blind.” Lady Labyrinth November 10, 2019 at 11:20 PM I'm sure Parker will set me straight.

Robert Lindley November 10, 2019 at 8:43 PM Most beautiful lady I ever saw and dated was wearing a sexy blue dress first time we met. Our union lasted ten months and youthful wildness and arrogance destroyed it. "" The key is passed through the Daemon's Mirrors -"", yes I once was locked into that spell binding gaze and destroyed over a dozen times! A fav-- your poem is magnificent.. Lady Labyrinth November 10, 2019 at 11:19 PM This comes to mind, quite regularly Lindley, "Lord, what fools these mortals be!"...thank you, I think. lol x

Lady Labyrinth November 10, 2019 at 6:57 AM S;gvlm./ https://youtu.be/Cx3QmqV2pHg

Ts Poetry November 10, 2019 at 6:35 AM Life is a series of hellos and goodbyes, we just need to keep those we want to say hello to every morning close...your words sing louder than any song could Leanne..T Lady Labyrinth November 10, 2019 at 6:58 AM https://youtu.be/9wD1d9rtDoo Ts Poetry November 10, 2019 at 6:35 AM https://youtu.be/47PtUvHIQpk

Caren Krutsinger November 10, 2019 at 3:30 AM Color for me has feelings, smells, and a texture. "Love is sung in the Blue Notes Dressed in Blue" Which is why I love this poem! Lady Labyrinth November 10, 2019 at 4:13 AM Synesthesia dear Mme Krutsinger. You are blessed. L x