A Grave at the Novodevichy Cemetery, Moscow
THIS PHOTO, AT Magpie Tales, something to think about. Thanks, Tess!
GOTHIC ROMANCE
The ashen one is beckoning,
pushing his heart out,
buying my soul again,
he draws my heart in,
burgundy ice,
never melts.
At midnight a mirage of petals
lift,
crumple,
call,
summon,
blow a kiss,
lay bare a voluptuous pink,
pucker red like a clown's smile.
Fool me once more.
Rain recedes below the basin of earth.
Without light,
a worm tucks in.
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29 comments:
I love the notion of the flowers blowing kisses...nice write Lyn...
Hi Tess-
Thanks for the inspiration...perfect!
nice ending, enjoyed this
This stirs something in me like leaves in a night breeze; I sense the motion but can't actually see it.
I always feel so in sync with your poetry, Lyn. I love the "ashen one" and "buying my soul".
Then the "voluptuous pink" - so erotic!
Nice touch with the worm too.
Great!
Shadowy, ethereal images creep through the lines of this poem, then tuck into a worm hole at the end. I enjoyed the soft edges. Very expressive.... "draws my heart in."
Thank you for sharing, Lyn.
Hi Christine-
So nice to hear from you...thanks.
Hi DCW-
Quite a poetic response..thank you!
Hi Kat-
Connections are funny that way...I too find the thread, and am thankful...
Hi Linda-
So glad you found the images interesting...thanks so much!
lovely twists in your words,
fantastic ending.
:)
nice...love all the little textures in this...it moves well one to another...the clowns smile fool me once more...love that line...
Hi Taylor-
So pleased with your comment..I really appreciate your words...
Hi Brian-
This was a total stream of consciousness..love when that happens...thanks for your kindness..
Hi Catfish Tales-
May it never end! Thank you...
Creepy! There's always one or two stand out lines in your work, lines that grab the life outta ya...this piece is no exception. Dang! That's a creepy, seductive poem. Love it!
Love it. The fourth stanza is brilliant...
Interesting...the first two verses
almost stand alone.I like them.
I am not sure I get anything pink from this- Underneath a kiss-?
Anyway, your worm would be under the granite for sure-and maybe I am just in too literal a frame of mind! Thanks.
Hi izzy-
I'm never literal..I sort of like things to whiz by, and sink or swim. Pink,(sure, a kiss??)just painting... earth, it's all earth around the slab...... all for effect or not. Love your comment...thanks!
That first stanza is amazing Lyn....so many wonderful images in this!! :-)
I believe you when you tell us burgundy ice never melts .. very nice.
Hi Carrie-
Thanks so much...lucky to have such an image to interpret!
Laced with compelling imagery. Great.
Hi Helen-
It's good to be believed..thanks so much!
Hi Doctor FTSE-
Thank you..stuff just fell into place, I'm grateful!
An amazing write!
Anna :o]
Hi HyperCRYPTICal-
Thank you so much, Anna..for your lovely words..
So much romance then the worms?!
Lyn, how could you! haha!
Hi Stafford-
The romance, just a dream...perhaps all the rest, too!Thanks..
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