Omitted Rumble

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Written: March 2nd, 2024 ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Wingbeats on warm whisper wavelength wasteland, waves of wasabi writhe with wilting, whimpering, witless wring whirls and willows whimsically wave. Emerald pride waves over meadows, Venetian Barcarole flails and whizz viridian desires dance onto dales, Eurydice weeps lost love in auric tears Dawn draws dwindle, damp dimples. Of flickering flowers and floating stars Orpheus, the poet in paint-stained palms portrays the paradoxes in love, a roar of zeal and salty air in a blue sky love stings, even endless moons In ablaze that seldom strikes Elysium ethereal elixir of souls. With such spongy, slippery strokes soothing serenade in early spring Thunder rumbles, but cannot shatter love of Orpheus and Eurydice Destiny is etched in their stride as wingless wisps prose sang and swam Moon loops conflate with wispy vowels pride is a cornerstone of identity egos hold a shield of protection love embraces all they cherish paired potency, pelt a pound planet. Akin to operas, rehearsed by singers their spoof spirals higher in stride a syzygy of stars in a mellifluous oasis nurturing nemesis crystals soar in silky, springy ischemic swings fetching felicity, as flurry fades Ignore impulses, let time slip away still in grip of quintessential propinquity over a pyre, rainbow Ink swirls with ethereal wingless, sanguine sighs, sumptuous zeal stirs the lifeless, springtide serenades sibyllic sweeps. As wisteria, spring sequoia, and love slay weave an aura in vow threads once serendipity embraces karma Scarlet moons bleed in a plum sky still, sustains its sonorous scintilla at the zenith of wistfulness, uncover bliss loving endures the rumblings of thunder hope in its darkest night, never fades smoothly drifting on brisk wing beats love is a fruit of tangerine tenacity love lullaby ignited by stark infatuation.

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Silent One

Date: 3/3/2024 8:58:00 AM

Dear Sotto, your poem is a captivating exploration of love's complexities and contradictions, expressed through vivid imagery and rich language.. I like how it celebrates love as both a source of solace and a catalyst for growth, weaving together themes of longing, hope, and redemption into a rich tapestry of words. Through its luminous imagery and lyrical beauty, the poem invites readers on a journey of exploration and discovery, reminding us of the boundless depths of the human heart.

Sara Kendrick

Date: 3/3/2024 6:29:00 AM

Some good alliteration within the lines. Thanks for sharing and for dropping by my page. Soupmail. Sara K

Ink Empress

Date: 3/3/2024 5:37:00 AM

What a brilliant write, this flows with not just excellent metaphors but also such captivating alliterations and adjectives enhancing the beauty of imagery that youv painted in such eloquence, i love that “ flickering flowers and floating stars” i love them, sometimes in nature we see so much… i also love the moon imagery. This is so soothing and picturesque, and your use of mythology is impressive and fitting for the poem. Love embraces all that which we cherish so true, pleasure reading this

Bill Baker

Date: 3/2/2024 5:25:00 PM

Man, your alliteration is on fire. I'm amazed at the amount of alliteration you are able to smoothly put in your poems recently, Sotto Poet. Your imagery is inspiring and as usual, your vocabulary is exquisite. Thanks for sharing your talent with us, my dear friend. You poet friend in Texas, Bill

Karen Jones

Date: 3/2/2024 5:22:00 PM

Wow you are the king of alliteration! The first stanza has a whopping 17 "w" words alone and they are placed together for excellent content! I love these lines most "love is a fruit of tangerine tenacity" and "Destiny is etched in their stride as wingless wisps prose sang and swam"

Sara Etgen-Baker

Date: 3/2/2024 4:22:00 PM

your alliterative lines and imagery made for a brilliant poem--art in words is the way I'd choose to express my reaction. I delighted in your recount of Orpheus and Eurydice. Loved these lines: Thunder rumbles, but cannot shatter love of Orpheus and Eurydice Destiny is etched in their stride. I also liked the last two lines: love is a fruit of tangerine tenacity. A beautiful, creative and unique image. Thanks for sharing your talent. have a great evening, your poetess friend in Texas, Sara