In the Realm of Charms

the unbelievability of a person

In the Realm of Charms

When you heard me first speak

those eyes grew into unfathomable proportions

I could see your wonder spilling all over

our altar of conversation

Without the scent of any divine or sacred words

I felt the holiness of your soul

The self’s timbre of trust

Your touch casting a spell of altered awareness

as I entered the realm of your charms.

Reviews

[Alfred Kukitz]

Thanks Dawn!

My pleasure. Seize the day!

Regards,
Al

[Dawn]

Sigh* what a lovely turn of word candy..you spun cotton candy or gold thread with this and I indulged lovely!!

[Alfred Kukitz]

Thanks E!

The music from the movie Crash transports me to exotic poetic places.

regards,
al

[Alfred Kukitz]

Thanks Jacob!

Sunday a serendipitious moment occurred. I met a women, former nurse, her husband died of cancer from agent orange. I told her a poem which she loved and like the fool that I am failed to capture her name.

regards,
al

[Einstein Noodle]

oh my! he's lost for sure ...fine scene of that moment of doors opening and the responsibility of trust waving me in the face ...seems for these two things are working .. and my own imagination goes on and on in the story ..so ..for me ...pretty cool poem sir!
E.

[jacob erin-cilberto]

i like the use of the two "alter" "altar" the religious references toward love and its mysteries..
being drawn in.