WHISPERS

mistaken delight

WHISPERS

 

Plenty of kisses for me to hold in one breath

I am overcome by his silky strokes, sensual aroma

Blues eyes and whispers

 

He returns home unscathed

Thank heavens for this revelation

I shall safeguard in my core

 

Hence, I wash away my isolation

For the well-being of my love in this dwelling

Replete with echoes

He shall permeate the vacuousness

With his immense generosity and kindness

 

He need not know I save all his tender letters

In a velvet case, ‘tis private

One day I shall recite them all

So, our lives in concert

Shall be memories to conserve

 

I SCREAM! WHERE IS HE?

Awaken in a pool of sweat

A dream of aspiration swept away

I am yet alone

Goading intensely to return to my dream

Before long I forget that reality steals my longings, my rapture

 

 

 

 

 

 

Author's Note

part of series "At Bridges End"

Reviews

[Lorry]

If only dreams were something we could replay at will, we would probably never leave bed for the harsh reality of life.
Maybe the boffins should be working a bit harder on that and maybe even a favourites list, a bit like downloading our favourite tunes directly into our waking thoughts... On second thoughts, that would be carnage waiting to happen.
Okay then, a favourites list we could shuffle through, but only when in bed and not during meetings or while driving or maybe we would need a visual sight when we were daydreaming so they could make sure we weren't meant to be doing anything important, like landing a plane or running the country.
What about googly eyes and flapping ears, so we could be slapped awake when and if it happened.
COome on boffins, get it sorted. 👀

[Betty Hermelee]

Sometimes I force my self to go back to a dream... it has worked! Thanks for a great and philosophical review
Best, B

[John the Baptist]

Well, reality has a way of doing that. The juiciest dream can be interrupted and dashed to pieces by morning's light peeking through the blinds. Oh, well, there's always tomorrow night.

[Betty Hermelee]

That's true John! Thanks for great review!
Best, B

[willweb]

That was a classic, I could feel the emotions in this, they called out to me...if I didn't have hazel eyes I might think I were him...this dream, this apparition, this sensual love. This is one beautiful poem. A nice addition to the series.

[Betty Hermelee]

You're amazing!!! so supportive, love it!
Thank you a million times!!!
Best, B