I'm aloft on a mission of mystery
as magical moons gravitate to me
I sway to rhythm of the universe
as my mind charts a course to find
inception of imagery in a poets verse
a colorama appears, as my poetic ear
detects the rhyme to use, to match the hues
in lyrical shades of crimson, the words dance
and so begins the torrid romance, between
color and word, which makes the finest music
ever heard, as the couple spins in 4/4 time
word and color become a tango divine,while
the beauty of nature elevates emotions
sunsets in orange glow radiate devotion
they arouse the passion words delight in
the indigo night brings poem to conclusion
etw-2008
color and word, which makes the finest music
ever heard
A what a lovely poetic tune, it is.
the sheer fluency of this impresses hugely, your skills undeniable and wonderful to experience. Thank you for this.
John
No 'mystery' that your poetry is always exceptionally crafted!!
Best wishes,
Lance
You wrote this one delicately, like a hummingbird visiting the last flowers of Autumn with a goodbye kiss.
Georg
Regis
Your old friend Trish is lo0king for you.
Thanks always for your support.
SMoooooooooooooooooo0000000000000CH!
Ron
love,
Gina
(((HUGS))) and much love, your friend in Tx., Karen Lynn. :D
(((HUGS))) and love, Karla.
stan
this lovely poem. It is the skill of an accomplished poet.
-gene.
Peace,
Dan
Be always safe,
Karen
This is positively beautiful, and the picture sets the whole thing off.
Mary