Tiresius, Alas

The allure of a dream...
Egret, white on the wing
In a rose quartz sky.
Too much of augury
And auspices
On my porch tonight
Where the Creole moon
Whispers a tarot tale,
Reversing a beloved cup
To pour you a drink, my love,
Dipped from the River Lethe
That your shade may waft
To the shore of Asphodel,
A liminal sigh on the wind
Of the violet hour,
Striving ever homeward.

Reviews

[jacob erin-cilberto]

I like this and I believe in augury and a sense of future...I experience that myself quite often.
the wording is so strong in this piece...great vocabulary...auspices, violet hour...
Egrets are beautiful...I wonder if they fulfill their dreams.

[Andra Davis]

Darkly beautiful. Reminders of a wished for night. Rare and original. Nicely done.

[carl]

Drawn to this by the title having remembered Tiresius from reading The Odyssey - It reads in a smooth flowing beauty but would like to discern it's meaning a bit more - carl

[Joli Dy]

Thank you, Carl. When you do, feel free to share with me. I will admit that I have a specific meaning for myself in this one... To do with a breakup. This was a cathartic piece where I could say what I felt in a more indirect manner.

[carl]

one of the great benefits we have is to express our inner selves indirectly - I find that often the meaning is clear to me but not so much to those who read - none the less important or valid to me the writer as a way to share ( maybe more to purge) my inner self. - carl

[Joli Dy]

Agreed. And the reader's interpretation and response are equally valid... Perhaps moreso.

[Paul in the Buff]

Takes me back to a time.... I'm far too removed from.

[Joli Dy]

Let's carry that time with us as we walk toward New time!

[Paul in the Buff]

We shall. We both carry so much with us.

[Coyote Poetry]

Many years ago. I went to New Orleans three times. I was station at Fort Hood, Texas. I love the language of New Orleans and the kind people. I was the quiet poet taking in the beautiful city. I loved the words "Too much of augury And auspices." I am 1/2 Ojibwa and I do watch the birds. When the birds are hidden and quiet. Big storm is coming. Thank you Joli for sharing the amazing poetry. I did enjoy.
Coyote

[Joli Dy]

Wow, what a lovely thing to read this morning. Thank you!

[Coyote Poetry]

I loved this poem and you are welcome Joli.

[Chris Shaw]

I am enthralled by the beauty I found in your words. You speak of egrets and so did I in my last poem which you visited. Delighted to return the favor.

[Joli Dy]

Thank you! Yes, I live in an area that is flat and below sea level. Yet these magical snow birds visit my ditches and bewitch me.

[DIVYA]

Who are you that writes so beautifully...? I was lost for infinite moments in your words. Stay and share more of your words.

[Joli Dy]

I will treasure this comment in my heart always. Thank you!