Kim Van Breda Poet Free verse

Scottish Mist

SCOTTISH MIST

as I lie on your chest- sculpture
listen to the
lament

peculiar birds 
are suspended above
the poignant attraction
of your eyes

and the edifice is
satisfying as
blue trilbies 
sneeze in the Scotch mist

come nearer love
as the hero’s
trace the heavens
ubiquitously

 there are blizzard trinkets tumbling

(For Michael P. Clarke)






© Kim van Breda— 26 June 2014

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James Fraser October 20, 2014 at 3:55 PM Being 100% Scottish, the title attracted me, and the poem having read, even more. Nice writing Kim, James :)

Anne-Lise Andresen July 2, 2014 at 10:35 AM - Kim, love how you end this poem: "come nearer love as the hero's equivalent of the heavens ubiquitously "- great work! - oxox // Anne-Lise :) Kim Van Breda July 2, 2014 at 10:39 AM Thank you Anne-Lise for your ongoing encouragement. I tried a new format here so your comment is really appreciated. Xx~Xx