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OwlSA
Member Rara Avis

since 2005-11-07

Posts 9347
Durban, South Africa

0 posted 2011-09-09 11:47 AM

READY GLIMMERS
8 September 2011

She sat on his heart-stone
in her leafy haven
and let the music
of the summer birds
carolling in avian choirs
higher than the sky,
soak like sunshine
into her thirsting soul.

Her work forgotten,
she drank, in long, slow lungfuls,
the dew-fresh air that caressed her shoulders,
as though the sun-clock had stopped,
honouring her adoration
of all that was good and beautiful and true
and healing.

She felt his presence
and could almost see him
as they sat and read
each other’s incandescent souls
through their radiant eye-windows.

They shut out the world
and painted the fragile hours
with skin whispers on skin
longer than forever dreams
born at the dawn of time
and dancing beyond its passing.

The sun lay down in a bed
of wild vermilion
and the moon rose
in silver and dark velvet blue
many, many times
and over and over again
and still they remained
enveloped in the mists of time . . .

and they never discovered
whether it was
his dream
or hers.

Owl

JL
Member Ascendant

since 2004-04-01

Posts 6128
Texas, USA

1 posted 2011-09-09 12:08 PM

Very beautifully expressed dream.
I can hear it now - lyrebird, robins, parrot, and canary.

“and they never discovered
whether it was
his dream
or hers.”

Really nice.

JL

Love the Lord your God with all your heart, and with all your soul,and with all your mind. Love your neighbor as yourself.
Maranatha!

suthern

Member Seraphic

since 1999-07-29

Posts 20723
Louisiana

2 posted 2011-09-09 03:19 PM

Reading your poems is treating myself to a mini-vacation... I slip into your words and away from the world... and always feel better when I return. Beautiful work!

katahdin
Senior Member

since 2010-07-01

Posts 1196
ME. In the Shadow of the Mt.

3 posted 2011-09-10 01:03 AM

Just beautiful, I love your style!
Kat >^..^<

Marchmadness
Member Rara Avis

since 2007-09-16

Posts 9271
So. El Monte, California

4 posted 2011-09-10 01:07 AM

"And they never discovered if it was his dream or hers" Beautiful, I love it.
Ida

OwlSA
Member Rara Avis

since 2005-11-07

Posts 9347
Durban, South Africa

5 posted 2011-09-10 04:50 AM

Thank you, JL.  I am glad you enjoyed it and heard the bird music.  Smiles.

Ruth, what an absolutely lovely thing to say!  Reading your replies warms my heart, and I always feel better for them.

Thank you, Kat.  Cleo, my kitty sends you a purr-meeow.

Thank you, Ida, for loving it.  Smiles.

Owl

Margherita
Member Seraphic

since 2003-02-08

Posts 22236
Eternity

6 posted 2011-09-10 05:05 AM

If I could keep only one of your stunning poems, I would keep this, dear Diana.

It's beyond beautiful.

And the dream? It's one dream, it can't be separated.

Love,
Margherita

OwlSA
Member Rara Avis

since 2005-11-07

Posts 9347
Durban, South Africa

7 posted 2011-09-10 09:36 AM

Margherita, you blow me away with your words. Perhaps you are right about the dream, it's one shared dream. Smiles.

Love
Owl

[This message has been edited by OwlSA (09-10-2011 12:21 PM).]

Krawdad
Member Elite

since 2001-01-03

Posts 2597

8 posted 2011-09-11 12:31 PM

or could it be
all the same
in the white light of midday
or the black of midnight

one wonders
of the colors of dreams
vermilion reds and velvet blues
sunsets and moonrises

OwlSA
Member Rara Avis

since 2005-11-07

Posts 9347
Durban, South Africa

9 posted 2011-09-11 01:17 AM

Oh, exquisite and excellent, as is all you write, Krawdad! Thank you.

I am sure it is the same in the white light of midday and the black of midnight.

Yes, one does wonder (in two senses of the word) at the colour of dreams and dawns and dusks, and one is all the more enriched for it and for the reflection (in two senses of the word) of others' appreciation of their wonder and reflection in turn.

Owl

ice
Member Elite

since 2003-05-17

Posts 3404
Pennsylvania

10 posted 2011-09-11 06:38 AM

"They shut out the world
and painted the fragile hours
with skin whispers on skin
longer than forever dreams
born at the dawn of time
and dancing beyond its passing."

The concept oftheir drams as being longer than forever,is the key to the success of this poem. In my opinion this stanza carries the rest to the poems conclusion, which is not conclusive, just as it should be.

ebonygirl
Member Elite

since 2011-07-14

Posts 2000
California U.S.A

11 posted 2011-09-11 03:36 PM

Loved the dream Ms. Owl,
and your poem, Ms. E

OwlSA
Member Rara Avis

since 2005-11-07

Posts 9347
Durban, South Africa

12 posted 2011-09-13 05:36 AM

Thank you, Ford, I love how you enjoy my poetry.

Thank you, eg.

Owl

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