Sunday, 27 January 2013

Close your eyes and fall





the wind rushes to embrace me
like a lover with wings
a kiss-death, softer darkness
to recede, shape and birth  

words that move, dive & splinter,
brushes light and bronze,
now shading crimson & midnight blue--

i fall headlong, unabashed with passion  
towards your voice, whispering my native name
from my gut, deep within, i hear you--

let go of your fears
and inhibitions--
trust that my arms will catch you-- 


Posted for Imaginary Garden with Real Toads  - Sunday's Challenge - We are to take the last line from our previous work and use it as a first line for a new poem.  
and Poets United

The title post is taken from my previous poem On Wings:  Theme is Creativity. 


Before you, a forest speaks your language.
The moon tide is calling.  A flare leaps like a
Signal from a distant mountain top.
Close your eyes and fall. 

57 comments:

  1. This is so beautiful Heaven, it's like a perfect little ode to love and it's so intimate too, great poem as always.

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    1. Thank you Matthew for the lovely words and visit ~

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  2. nice...love that last bit, the final stanza...the letting go and trusting...there is a lot of that in love for sure...to truly know the depth of love....

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    1. In love and in writing, have to trust that gut ~ Thanks Brian ~

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  3. A lovely poem of love and surrender, I particularly like the last stanza,,,if we could do that,,,,it would be wonderful I feel sure,,

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    1. Not an easy thing to do. Thank you Ellecee ~

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  4. The idea of kiss-death is intriguing and could give birth to another poem.

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    1. Thanks for the suggestion Kerry ~

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  5. beautiful work ... "trust that my arms will catch you" & "close your eyes & fall" are love's ultimatum

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  6. trust that my arms will catch you...beautiful.
    Happy Sunday.

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  7. I loved your previous poem so, of course, I had to read this one. No surprise. It's as lovely as the one before. You are such a good writer Grace.

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    1. Thanks for the lovely words and visit Myrna ~ A pleasure to read your work too ~

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  8. Both poems are about letting go and trusting ... in love, in life ... it's a beautiful thing to be able to do that. An inspiring message :)

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  9. oh, to have arms to catch you when you fall.... the sweet abyss....

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  10. beautiful Grace... I always enjoy the passion in your writing.

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  11. Trust. That is hard-earned isn't it? That first stanza is especially lovely to me.

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  12. While this makes for a steamy, provocative and sensual piece, I find that last stanza an ultimate truth. Fear always limits. Fear is the opposite of love. This is definitely a favorite.

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  13. Very nice poem about loving and being loved, Grace. I savored the words in the last stanza...the words assuring the beloved!

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  14. Nice write. I really love the final lines. Letting go is hard for all of us.

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  15. Such BEAUTIFUL writing. And the short poem you took the last line from is spectacular. I so love the forest that speaks his name........and in today's poem especially love "trust that my arms will catch you"....that is the biggest trusting we do, isnt it? You write so beautifully.

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  16. words that dreams are made of. nice. :)

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  17. "the wind rushes to embrace me
    like a lover with wings
    a kiss-death, softer darkness
    to recede, shape and birth

    words that move, dive & splinter,
    brushes light and bronze,
    now shading crimson & midnight blue--"

    If I hadn't stopped here I would have quoted the entire poem for JOY, like an entire symphony to be caught, to be the catcher, to be the baby, and the mother and the midwife, and for the rest, I say YES I will fall, trust you . . . trust her, trust. O my goodness.

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    1. I love your enthusiastic response ~ Just goes to show you what a wonderful post and challenge you gave us ~ I will try my best to contribute to your monthly prompts ~

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  18. I love the way the title connects with the final stanza. Beautifully done, Grace.
    K

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  19. Beautiful poem. Love the trust element of the final line. Without trust we are nothing.

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  20. Incredibly rhythmic and lulling. Beautiful, as always.

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  21. Just letting go and knowing you'll be caught, that kind of trust sure can't be bought. Wonderfully spun, hope your keeping warm under your sun.

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    1. I am indoors most of the time ~ Thanks Pat for the visit ~

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  22. Wow! What a mesmerizing, sensual poem. Well done!

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  23. This is tender and so beautiful ;D

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  24. I love the sensuality. I so appreciate passion written this way...It is beautiful.

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  25. and that is the hardest thing, trusting that you will be caught. very nice reflection, Grace. xo

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  26. will be nice, if a girl says this to me!

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  27. "whispering my native name"

    This line gathered me in deeply...very passionate write, Grace, beautiful!!

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  28. Gorgeously sensual and tender at the same time. "whispering my native name.' touched me deeply!

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  29. aah...a sensual and a passionate piece, Heaven...loved this:)

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  30. it's difficult to achieve that level of trust where we know another person will always be there for us. a true gift when found!

    have a lovely week, Grace!

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  31. This makes me want to close my eyes and fall. :)

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