Bear me up
Rustling cavalcade of coalescing
Music rush, on tempo speed
These breaths across my skin.
Of your exultation
Gives me strength
Beneath my wings.
Caress and coax
The resolution of my being,
Dive down into the deep.
The shores of apathy
And stir upon us yet the storms
That break inequity.
Quivering motions elate
To find the kiss, the touch of motion
In the sensuous sway of your dance.
Could ever hold thy hips
This beat, thunder of thy solitary
Rampart revelry of life
Shield yet the passions of hope,
A dream of majesty.
The world in thy being:
Ground this flighty soul.
* For the latest Monday Poetry Potluck!
how lovely to see you in with us…
your poem is perfect for our theme,
linking up to 3 poems if you wish,
old poems are fine to have…
stunning imagery in your work here…
way to go.
I do agreed with Jingle, I am picture all the images within the flow of this poem, wonderfully written =P Happy Poetry Potluck!^^~
Wow, I love it, well written, great flow too!
The title is so appropriate…very well done!
dive – crash – stir upon – great use of words that transfer emotion in your poem chris! enjoyed reading it
nice…the crystal flow stanza was the one that jumped out at me…
Terrific job of representing the elements. I’m stunned by the talent I’m reading today.
My friend Chris
Liked it so much… no hand can hold thy hips… nice way to say…
ॐ नमः शिवाय
Om Namah Shivaya
Wonderful poem, love the imagery, and the flow. You really have a talent with words!
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Wow, your words and imagery are stunning. Great job!
welcome to Rally week 30,
a most 3 poems are accepted within 7 days…
this is splendid…i was so drawn into this poem…