Jesse Zerlaut Poet Couplet

Twilight Rose

Softest haze mantles the night amid twilights first born hours.
Dew all drenching, encroach, caress the springs first waking flowers.
Mists so gently kiss the foliage of a garden fair, as one comes hither
purest rose adorns her silken hair.

Shift of satin, unkempt curls, she steps with even grace.
Eyes of lonely, haunting beauty, beset by youthful face.
Tranquility abounds around her in vividly elusive dreams.
When awoken, shattered then.... as nothings what it seems.

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Joe Canning March 26, 2017 at 1:34 PM I can see her gliding over the morning dew. Beautiful. Jesse Zerlaut March 28, 2017 at 10:35 AM thank you, Joe.

Becca Teagan December 3, 2016 at 8:26 AM This has a peaceful feel to it, stirring the imagination ... the final line is a bit of a surprise and leaves me wondering... Jesse Zerlaut February 20, 2017 at 7:28 PM It's just a portrait of that feeling of having a dream seem so real and so perfect, so peaceful and great, and then waking up to finding none of it was real at all. "what? I'm rich! yes!!!.... wait.....oooohhhhhh mmmannn" :)

Poet Destroyer A July 2, 2016 at 2:40 AM Hi Jesse, I was captivated by the title. Unique and all yours. Felt like I was absorbing a still moment... Enjoyed. LINDA Jesse Zerlaut July 2, 2016 at 12:41 PM thank you, Linda. Glad you enjoyed it.

Sonia Walker June 21, 2016 at 11:45 AM Jesse, a melodic poem which drifts throughout the air playing music which sounds beautiful to our ears. ~ Sonia Jesse Zerlaut June 21, 2016 at 2:02 PM glad you enjoyed it.

Skat A June 21, 2016 at 6:24 AM The imagery is wonderful and soft... Awesome write, Skat Jesse Zerlaut June 21, 2016 at 2:03 PM thank you, Skat. glad you liked it