that heart pounding moment
risqué of midnight negligé
his hunger satisfied
the quake of furniture
pearls glistening on floor
candle flame flickering, flickering
language of love
making tongues swoon
surreality of being one
coalescent couple burning
conclusive kiss, sigh, satisfied
the dewy, unresistant words
that come with completion
simply expounding love
that remembers
that forgets
that forges the future
I was strolling aimlessly in a park,
where first month pearl leafs swirl,
in a thriving suburb of rapid transport,
transport by urgent deadline promise,
transport by magenta sky vision,
peach tint clouds whispered dream treasure,
watercolor mural boundary abstract or askance,
figment in a coalescent daylight amber moon,
and chalk mark street mosaic,
indigo flotilla of imagination starstruck,
belle chime peal hint from empyrean relish,
surreal slide show visuals stem from first light bustle,
gleaming eyes a match for epic goals,
existential thoughts turn neon color subtle hue,
saffron bloom enigma purple usher,
Einstein banks inside a morph-like brain,
tree of mint green homespun weaver,
I am now when rubicon eclectic might dawn,
secret flame bolster at the conurbation fringe,
sea wharf haze nonpareil emboldened
I walk the stars beyond my shadowed dreams.
Not cognizant, the mortal dim of eyes -
On twilight’s breast, my coalescent seams.
Kids’ adorn’d my hair - my birthday crown, beams.
No strength to snuff the light…I see the skies.
I walk the stars beyond my shadowed dreams.
Too young, yet old…what now…too late for schemes.
I’m in the nest, grieving…oh how time flies!
On twilight’s breast, my coalescent seams.
In sorrow’s weep, bereft kiss of moonbeams.
As nighttime falls, time to say our goodbyes.
I walk the stars beyond my shadowed dreams.
The solemn room grows loud with requiems.
This poignant temp’ral tick - my mom’s-heart’ cries.
On twilight’s breast, my coalescent seams.
Beyond horizon, ageless pleasant streams.
Forth flowing peace of God…the last sunrise.
I walk the stars beyond my shadowed dreams.
Earth’s solemn breast - death’s coalescent seams.
8/8/2022
FIRST PERSON VILLANELLE
Sponsor: L. Milton Hankins
Used howmanysyllables and rhymezone
Coalescent compromises confound
Complimentary conundrums creating
Criminal cranial collapses compiling
Complete catastrophic complications.
Caution-------Cafe Cacophony closed.
"Foxgloves"
Through the glass darkly
an opening appears
dance cards
pulled from pockets
foxgloves wears
some violet light
a banished sleeping
coalescent queen
a ghost not lost
from the other side
walks through the glass darkly
sees truth buried in the unseen
glimmers of glamour
timed in the slow
unknown waltz
growing red passion
romance
among the green
glistening blue
forget-me-nots
(LadyLabyrinth / 2020)
waning of blue sky,
as my eyes succumb to sleep —
awakened by dreams
the barenaked bark,
handsome in its lichen state —
soft are its feathers
the long limbs of oaks
stretch in coalescent prayers
and mystical hymns
in darkness of womb,
rosebuds like a babies fist —
the birthing of March
honeysuckle scent,
headily swoons in my bed,
leaving me breathless
the luminous moon,
barred owl’s snow-heart countenance
and my child-wide eyes
awaken the dawn —
potpourri of fairydust
clings to horizon
3/13/2019
a storm is brewing
dark hordes bristling to descend
dissenting thunder
coalescent scouts
in tentative teams essay
sun-parched earth awaits
sizzle of drizzle
pheremonal petrichor
harbingers of hope
cool breeze in the air
their work done, drops sponged, expunged
the deluge follows
Written 15 April 2016
First line changed from "storm clouds in council" to meet contest requirements.
Now sat among the debris of the day
confused and helpless as a child at birth,
his senses pounding hard within his frame -
mixed messages of equilibrium.
All frames of reference cast into a jar,
commingle as a coalescent broth
into a jumble of perceptiveness,
now pushing to be free beyond his mind.
At last the signal snakes down to his lips
and snaps his jaw awake as breath is sought;
feeds hungry lungs which roar within his chest
and urge his flesh to swell against the press.
New vistas draw a whisper from his throat
a new word not yet spoken … Tsunami.
I
Our coalescent bodies,
align as gravestones in
mother's spacious palms;
she remains within the grove
nurturing bastard children
in her arms of oaken branches.
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