Tuesday, 21 January 2014

Tanka: January Sky

is oyster, pearl sheen
cold blown from stiff blue tongue
on my eyelids, granite
ice sculptured from silt & rain

faint clouds hover endlessly


your lips are teal, soft
as snowflakes dusting the air
where grey wind hardens
your hands mellow to amber

the sun thrums above spruce trees

Posted for D'verse Poets Pub - OpenLinkNight - My turn to welcome you at the pub.
& Imaginary Garden for Real Toads - Tanka form - Thanks to Kerry 
Please note that I am having technical issues with my cable but will return your visits shortly. Thanks ~

Picture credit:   Snow Queen by Madebyvadi

Tuesday, 14 January 2014

When dawn spills & trees murmur

The morning sky cracks an eggshell, 

    & dawn spills, fusion of indigo & fuchsia 

Frost recedes in slow rain   

    & ice melts into an orchestra of puddles  

The sun comes out for the briefest of time

    Warming skin with scent of summers past 

Your eyes holding the river & hawk

    Spiking the taste for feverish run & motion   

Crunching & murmuring of trees under siege 

    That smell of the feral & unfamiliar

The kiss, that stirs your blood red & gaping

    Gorgeous moonlight tracing your lover's torso

Ribs & eyes ache like a lost drum  

    Take back every cell & petal bloom

Burn the wick, break the brittle bones

    The mourning is over like the night 

Day beckons, a yellow oil seed 

     Stir from winter's pyre & fog, thaw

Saturday, 11 January 2014

The Night

The Night by Elisabetta Trivesan

Night resides in your body
translucent as blue star
descending in winter night

The seed 
pearls your skin
mysterious as midnight bloom

Shadows bleak
two contrasting realities:   
what our dreams speak
& what our self accepts 

But in your embrace
Night diffuses the mystery
Radiant as moon
when I become
more fearful of seeing dawn
    fisted hard of yellow yolk 
    wrapped tight as bloodless sky

As night grows into you,
I crawl into your
comforting body      
fearless in its 

Night knows you so well
It turns 
   your tongue
   from stone
   to water
   your hands 
   from wounds
   to words 

Posted for Imaginary Garden for Real Toads - Sunday's Challenge where I am hosting - Featuring the work of Elisabetta Trivesan 
Shared with Poets United

Thursday, 9 January 2014

Living with fire

hot volcanic spring 
caresses my back in soothing strokes

sky is smooth as milky water 
peeling my skin like a newly born  

closing eyes, i drift like a leaf
rootless, lost in primordial pool

my foot touches black lava rock 
it reminds me where i am 

small lake, cradled in tempest mountain,
birthed from thirsty fire & vicious gas  

moment's lull is fleeting

sleepless, roaring beast

how foolish of me  
to believe i can tame you

Posted for Imaginary Garden for Real Toads - Isadora Gruye's Challenge -  I am referring to Iceland's famous hot springs which are nestled in lakes of volcanoes.

and Poets United - Newness - Hosted by Susan Chast - in 75 words or less ~

Picture credit:  here

Saturday, 4 January 2014

Sonnet: See my love dawning

Aragorn & Arwen from Lord of the Rings Trilogy

Do you recall how we first met, a dream
You thought as you saw me wrapped in silver
blue robe,  radiant crystal by misty stream
Of true love, You made me a believer                          

Do you remember our first kiss under stars
Filled with trees laden of gold leaves & heady blooms
After a long parting, each touch a fever
We sought for peace & love to reign, not doom

Bleak is the land gripped by wicked shadows
Festering darkness, trees & sea birds die
Hammering blows, meadows turn to gallows   
Fight for your crown, your blade is birthed by fire

Open your eyes & see my love dawning   
Eternal as sky, bright as your promised ring

“A single dream is more powerful than a thousand realities.” J.R.R. Tolkien

Posted for Imaginary Garden for Real Toads - Sunday's Challenge - Write a Fantasy Poem
Poetry form:   Sonnet 
Shared with Poets United
Picture credit:   Lord of the Rings Trilogy