Sandra Adams Poet Free verse

Escaping Is His Name

i'll never forget
the way his words
fell across the page
his ciceronian elegance
the effulgence of my soul

amidst the threads
of darkest nights
spun as if through stars
we danced within the shadows
'neath the pearly moon

i remember the way
our muses spoke
mindful thoughts
in hidden speech
epistolary notes in whispers
romance upon the sheets

though i can't recall
.....his name
through all these
heartfelt writes


September 14, 2019
What's his name Contest
Sponsored by John Lawless

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John Lawless October 2, 2019 at 2:12 PM ..."epistolary notes in whispers" "romance upon the sheets" Love this metaphor for the sensual exchange of love letters and/or poetry.... Sandra Adams October 2, 2019 at 4:38 PM Thank you John, for hosting the contest that brought this forth, for the win and your kind words :) hugs

William Kelii Kekaula September 30, 2019 at 2:24 PM My compliments on your placement--like your word usage! ~ Aloha always William Sandra Adams September 30, 2019 at 7:00 PM Thank you so much William...i like using a mix of ordinary and unique words sometimes :) hugs

John Hamilton September 30, 2019 at 1:49 PM Congrats Sandy on another win, no surprise to see your name in the winners circle, with ciceronian, effulgence you can't go wrong (love those words). Sandra Adams September 30, 2019 at 6:59 PM Thank you so much John...sometimes i take the word of the day from thesaurus and write a whole poem on it... ciceronian was one of those words...it happened to work well with that contest theme... :) hugs

Brenda Chiri September 30, 2019 at 1:01 PM Sandy congrats on your win!;) I will still be around to read just to let you know! I just have some issues I'm working through!;) but congrats! Sandra Adams September 30, 2019 at 1:10 PM Thank you. Glad to hear you are still around. Hope things look up soon :) hugs

Chris Green September 17, 2019 at 7:07 AM Sometimes names aren't really that important when mesmerizing poetry is around. This was amazing Sandy. Best wishes in the contest Sandra Adams September 17, 2019 at 8:50 AM Thank you my friend. It was a fun time, my poetry site had been closed a year and I had nowhere to share my musings and then found this songwriter who shared his songs and I started responding to the lyrics poetically. It became a game and when others saw what was going on sometimes they would chime in as well. :) hugs

Andrea Dietrich September 15, 2019 at 6:43 PM I took the theme in a humorous way but I see you took it quite the opposite and you came up with a gem! Sparkle on, dear poetess. Sandra Adams September 15, 2019 at 8:00 PM lol Thanks my friend...:) hugs

Silent One September 15, 2019 at 9:16 AM Your words are simple, but they have such an impact.. sign of great poetry and what a talented poet you are.. Sandra Adams September 15, 2019 at 5:35 PM awww Thank you for the compliment my friend...:) hugs

William Kelii Kekaula September 15, 2019 at 7:08 AM It shines, it speaks, and it sends--it's tightly wedged to remember, again, the moments ~ Aloha always William Sandra Adams September 15, 2019 at 5:34 PM thank you William...i always remember the fun moments, it helped me grow poetically :) hugs

Anne-Lise Andresen September 15, 2019 at 7:02 AM ... :) ... the name does not matter, Sandra :))) .... you have a lovely memory ... :) - hugs // Anne-Lise :) Sandra Adams September 15, 2019 at 5:33 PM Thank you Anne-Lise....it was fun for sure...then someone else jumped on board and started adding to the chain of musings... :) hugs

Jennifer Proxenos September 15, 2019 at 2:41 AM Our muses spoke mindful thoughts in hidden speech .......... though I can't recall his name ................ although romance upon the sheets. A Sensuous write dear Sandra, it is sometimes easier to let the mind fantasize through a muse and can it can be a real dreamy experience. Hugs, Jennifer. Sandra Adams September 15, 2019 at 5:31 PM it surely was a fun time, we never spoke more than through muses... thank you :) hugs

Gershon Wolf September 14, 2019 at 9:27 PM This ending really surprised me. Especially potent coming from a non-male. Great one for the contest! Cheers, Gershon Sandra Adams September 15, 2019 at 5:28 PM lol thanks Gershon my muse gets inspired like that sometimes and will carry on a poetic conversation without talking to someone, been a few i wrote with like this throughout the years of poetry :) hugs

Brenda Chiri September 14, 2019 at 6:11 PM Wow woman!;) you keep the heat up don't you! Lol! Now I'm second guessing mine! Wonderfully written my friend!;) Sandra Adams September 14, 2019 at 6:33 PM lol...was a fun but weird experience, he would write a lyric to his songs, my muse would write a poem in response and it went back and fourth for quite some time....we never had real conversations, just like on big continuous collaboration! :) Thank you.... hugs, and yours was perfect, romantic and beautifully penned :)

John Hamilton September 14, 2019 at 3:39 PM Ciceronian...I think I have to look that one up, another special write from your talented quill Sandy, just great! Sandra Adams September 14, 2019 at 6:30 PM Thank you John, your kind comments always make me smile...i was questioning this one in my mind, i feel better now :) hugs

Carolyn Devonshire September 14, 2019 at 2:11 PM Oh, my! All these vivid memories and she can't remember his name! Haven't seen the contest, but really enjoyed your poem. (Maybe they will meet again.) Best wishes in the contest, Sandra! Sandra Adams September 14, 2019 at 2:17 PM Lol contest is can’t remember what’s his/her name. It was a fun write :) it was many years ago thank you ! Hugs

Judy Ball September 14, 2019 at 12:59 PM Ah sometimes the best love affairs only take place in the mind. Great job here. God Bless and good luck in the contest. JB Sandra Adams September 14, 2019 at 1:11 PM it was a fun time, speaking just poetically through muses, thanks for the visit, read and kind comment :)

Vijay Pandit September 14, 2019 at 11:30 AM Who needs the name any way when he evokes: ciceronian elegance..the effulgence of soul..and..epistolary notes in whispers. A splendid write, as always, Sandy. Sandra Adams September 14, 2019 at 11:46 AM Haha thanks my friend. I used to muse back and fourth with a singer song writer. Never met never spoke outside of metaphorical language. Some beautiful poems fell but I don’t recall his name :) hugs