Frederic Parker Poet Free verse

Love Is of Time

Because love is of time,
woven in the fabric where lovers dwell.
It measures caresses like floating wings of butterflies
and turns its clock hands with each melding kiss.
Bound by slow movement of vanishing night,
when the moon is full and mouths dance across the skin.
Time chains lovers to its moors,
anchored until the coming storm.
When flesh merges with flesh, moved by passion,
driven by hunger, searching for a sanctuary.
As each chain is torn, a veil drops,
revealing captured fires that burn within.
Exposing a vulnerable heart, with all its scars, caught.
Leaving a flickering shadow, where lovers once lay,
exploring their dreams.
Before being washed away by time's moving sand,
that forever dwindles away.



contest Hotsy Totsy
2/22/15

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Graphite Drug March 9, 2015 at 3:02 PM There seems much going on here, but there is nothing specific. Much of poetry seems to moving into generalizations. What is interesting is that love is being considered in cycles with this poem: happy-sad-happy. Usually love poems dwell on love being happy forever. Good read. You think about text. That's good.

Andrea Dietrich March 3, 2015 at 2:20 PM Gosh, did this not win? It was such a fave for me! and sadly, I see no congrats here. Frederic Parker March 3, 2015 at 2:43 PM thank you for the kindness and congratulations to you my friend

Poesy Relish February 25, 2015 at 7:00 AM Something different from your sonnets... a passionate write Frederick... enjoyed it.. nad

Mona Karaki February 25, 2015 at 3:40 AM What beautiful powerful description of love .

David Furlong February 25, 2015 at 3:09 AM Frederick. I very much enjoyed this poem. A great deal of sensitivity and awareness flows through it. 'Exposing the vulnerable heart, with all its scars..' very powerful.

Andrea Dietrich February 24, 2015 at 6:45 PM Frederick. I may be seeing your best poem ever. this is just amazing. I have seen three amazing poems today and it's so rare for me to find three in just half an hour. FAVE on this one!! (sorry about your childhood. I exaggerated my childhood dream but we DID do many of the things suggested in my poem)

Vera Duggan February 24, 2015 at 6:09 PM Frederic my friend, what a beautiful passionate story, loved every written word, good luck in the contest, take care..........Vera........

Dave Timperley February 24, 2015 at 11:41 AM A lovers lovely write sir. God Bless. D.

David Meade February 22, 2015 at 1:55 PM Nicely done -- may we always take time to love -- you captured the passion of love and river of times that flows always. 7

Robert Lindley February 22, 2015 at 1:53 PM Very deep and moving write my friend! Time, the friend or the villain, acts without malice. Yet treasures stored for a time needed greatly in the future(old age) are the gems of love, family and greatness! A7 and a truly superb write! Frederic Parker February 24, 2015 at 11:03 AM thank you for your kindness Robert

Anne-Lise Andresen February 22, 2015 at 1:33 PM - Words that makes sense .... beautiful ...... love how your last line speaks wisely, Frederic - I wish you best of luck in contest ! - hugs // Anne-Lise :) Frederic Parker February 24, 2015 at 11:04 AM thank you my poetic friend for your reading and your kindness

Jan Allison February 22, 2015 at 12:59 PM because love is of time - such a divine line you said it twice- imagery is outstanding Frederic I am in awe of your creativity - good luck in the contest:-) Hugs Jan xx 7 xx Frederic Parker February 24, 2015 at 11:07 AM yes my friend time is the one thing constant with us all