Blanketed like silky chiffon amongst
a babe’s soft scent,
allured into the morn’s glory with
sunbeams burnishing the dew
bellowing on a white rose’s blade.
The luster expressed has been
tempted by the reasoning of love’s
natural resounding essence-
For it has been done,
and will always be gifted amongst
the layers of soft grass laying across
emerald fields.
Patination reveals its abstract face-
all things it envelopes begins and
ends with a moment of strength.
Forever willing to be caught in the
middle of creation’s first breath,
it lusters once again,
into shades of verdigris crimson.
Covering the valleys of rolling hills,
reaching heights of a mount and
its efflorescent rock,
a strong coating of marvel frees
it from the weakness it longs for.
No longer is the patina willing to
ease a troubled mind,
yet-
it seeks what is and what was
never to become.
Patina Poetry Contest
July 1, 2018
Categories:
patination, deep, metaphor,
Form: Free verse
Today the mist rules, stolen horizon
in a merge of sea and dank air, sky
confiscated, parcelled in a grey
patination like macular degrade.
Fields and village prematurely aged
to lie in a state of transience,
shrouded in mourning funereal garb
fashioning weighted reverend silence.
Even the rising tide treads quiet
in its take as the pacing frill
of frothed surf whispers a rhythmic lullaby
to the drowsing day beneath its blanket.
Categories:
patination, autumn, ocean, , Lullaby,
Form: Free verse