A poem for all cultures and lands on this planet, where rules are more important than love.
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Picture: Stone age painting 'The Lovers of Sefar,' ca. 20000 years bc, from the Tassili Mountains in Southern Algeria. In those days, the Sahara was a fertile crescent populated by zebras, elephants and giraffes.
From: Fels and Hoehlenbilder Afrikas, Burchard Brentjes, Leipzig
I met you again on that day in August You stood on the Starbucks’ lot at dusk I rushed not to miss you, caressing tears on your face Then your eyelids opened with a dying butterfly wing’s grace The heart’s purple light shone on your Chinese brown eyes United once more we plunged in love’s secret paradise Forever floating in velvet blue lotus joy, on a perfumed sea Beyond a dreary mainstream’s coastline, happy and free
We sat down together one more time. I held your hand and we sipped bitter coffee. Then we watched the birds as they flew apart into different directions.
(c)2004 by Franz L. Kessler
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Reviews of "Farewell Angel Mistress"
Reviewed by Anna Marie Fritz (Reader)
Reviewed on February 20, 2004
Franz...
This is as beautiful as the folds of silk in a Hindu
princesses gown.
My favorite line is: "then your eyelids opened with a
dying butterfly wing's grace."
A superb image!
Reviewed by Vesna Perkovic (Reader)
Reviewed on February 7, 2004
:)
vesna
Reviewed by Lady Peg (Reader)
Reviewed on February 1, 2004
This is so so beautiful the imagery and the depth so many hidden meanings
"I met you again on that day in August
You stood on the Starbucks’ lot at dusk
I rushed not to miss you, caressing tears on your face
Then your eyelids opened with a dying butterfly wing’s grace
The heart’s purple light shone on your Chinese brown eyes
United once more we plunged in love’s secret paradise
Forever floating in velvet blue lotus joy, on a perfumed sea
Beyond a dreary mainstream’s coastline, happy and free"
When two men hit the reset button and decide to go out looking for the good in the world, they not only find it but also a lot more.
P.S. The title is listed on Amazon under Look for Something Good by Robert Drews (not by Robert H. Drews)
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This is as beautiful as the folds of silk in a Hindu
princesses gown.
My favorite line is: "then your eyelids opened with a
dying butterfly wing's grace."
A superb image!
vesna
"I met you again on that day in August
You stood on the Starbucks’ lot at dusk
I rushed not to miss you, caressing tears on your face
Then your eyelids opened with a dying butterfly wing’s grace
The heart’s purple light shone on your Chinese brown eyes
United once more we plunged in love’s secret paradise
Forever floating in velvet blue lotus joy, on a perfumed sea
Beyond a dreary mainstream’s coastline, happy and free"
Gorgeous.
Peg
PS: Thank you so much for reading and commenting on my last two poems!! ;)
and you got me hook line and sinker..very emotive
but one fine write Sir!!
Love Tinka
Nancy