Phantasmagoria
I
You stare silently squinting
through your stained glass panes
Pulling aside sapphire drapes
of somber samite and organdy
Lo, gazing mesmerized
a quixotic moon--
blithely blows kisses,
wryly winks
and coyly smiles--
Yea, a light seesaw of a day
of ecstasy and spritely delight--
now wanes to a quiet evening tune.
II
Transfixed
musing through a haze of
window panes
and now the past pains
enter your mind amidst
a Rorschach flowing panorama
of fluid specters--
a pentimento painting
of myriad weaving days
metamorphosing
into myriad mellowing nights.
Now mirthful,
the moon merrily
mills reticent
clouds--a star
clustered plight.
The meeting with Morpheus
--wondering of his mood--
cheery and cherry,
one hopes.
III
In the soft security
of your pliant bed--
your cheek cradled
in thoughts of the
day's blithe tread--
a voice and vision from the past--
"night night
nighty nite
sleep tight".
IV
Dreaming..
in a dream
Floating in the night skyscape
. . a phantasmagoria
of sensual sights and sounds. .
riding in a catamaran of gilded silk. .
over the still quiet town.
There's the tailor's shop,
the market place,
and the gurgling fountains of the park.
On to other lands afar. .
the Taj Mahal. .
the Great Wall of China
the winged maneuvers of a lark
V
Dreaming . . .
reeling red and yellow
sea horses
roaring
over tree tops . . .
mermaids samba agog
with cheshire cats to the
music of Sergei Rachmaninoff .
shooting stars
of blue purple catching
bolts of lightening
VI
Dearest one
awake now
and stir . . .
To scents of frankincense
and myrrh . .
long linger in your cozy warm bed . .
with thoughts
tantalizing thy graceful head . .
Birds twitter
and herald yon
day's new light . . .
a new morn sun yields
cascading
delight
Copyright © David Hart | Year Posted 2006
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