I pressed firm indentations,
curling words with a quill.
Draping ghostly creations,
by the pale window sill.
I smoothed deep pretenses
with a thin leather strand,
and veiled golden senses,
urging souls to expand.
Great poem and I do indeeed love the photo with it. The typeset across the leaf is neat. The poem itself captures writing in such a warm and exotic way. Thank you for sharing.
I didn’t jump back quickly to comment on your poetry as this has been a very busy time for me.
it is evident you are doing poetically well. asking advice from me, I’d say: don’t work hard on rhyme, whatever you do is fine, and a lot of time rhyming is a pain in the butt.
above all: keep writing enjoyable for you, that’s when then pleasure comes out, for you, for everyone. know that - it is what you have to say that is the gift you give.
grow old gracefully and love someone. trust yourself. may your best wishes come true. p.s. everyone writes crap sometime.
oh another wow, darling. i love how rare but resonating the images i found in this poem. the line 'veiled golden senses,' is just brilliant! i thought this is tenderly piercing. the only possible criticism i have is maybe put a lovely title for this little jewel. But having non doesn't take its power away :)
A quill! You don't wear a bustle, do you? ;-)
ReplyDeleteGreat poem and I do indeeed love the photo with it. The typeset across the leaf is neat. The poem itself captures writing in such a warm and exotic way. Thank you for sharing.
ReplyDeleteI really love the rhythm of this.
ReplyDeleteI didn’t jump back quickly to comment on your poetry as this has been a very busy time for me.
ReplyDeleteit is evident you are doing poetically well.
asking advice from me, I’d say:
don’t work hard on rhyme, whatever you do is fine,
and a lot of time rhyming is a pain in the butt.
above all: keep writing enjoyable for you,
that’s when then pleasure comes out, for you, for everyone.
know that - it is what you have to say
that is the gift you give.
grow old gracefully and love someone.
trust yourself.
may your best wishes come true.
p.s. everyone writes crap sometime.
You're great with words :)
ReplyDeletesimplicity at its finest :)
ReplyDeleteoh another wow, darling. i love how rare but resonating the images i found in this poem. the line 'veiled golden senses,' is just brilliant! i thought this is tenderly piercing. the only possible criticism i have is maybe put a lovely title for this little jewel. But having non doesn't take its power away :)
ReplyDeleteThis is beautiful, what wonderful imagery it invokes
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Beautiful piece complimented with the photo..it is like an aromatic cup of tea..lovely..bkm
ReplyDeleteGoodness, thank you! All of you. Let me take you out for a cup of tea.
ReplyDeleteyou have a lovely blog--i love your header too.
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