Henry David's allure

I hear Thoreau

preferred women

with sea-glass

hair and eyes

deep as water

caves.  Allure

is not what is

seen but

what beckons--

 

a siren desperate to waken

the voice submered

beneath consciousness,

 

a violet pressed

between poetry

pages.  Skin

pale as ghost

coral, soft as sunset,

 

he looked all his life for allure

but like the tyme-scented mist

on his morning walk, it's damp

and barely

 

there. 

Reviews

[Clockwork]

I think your background as and English major really showed here. This is a quality piece of writing with some wonderful images, particularly about the women. I recently visited Walden Pond for the first time and found it to be a fascinating place. I was thrilled to be in the same place Thoreau conducted his living experiment.

[allie_arrowz]

this is so pretty and unique, i loved the flow of it

[Eagle Cruagh]

Forgive for not mentioning structure.
I am obsessed by the thought process
and this is beautiful.
'We seek allure, it is out there in the
mist, in the "sea glass" hair and in the
caves, it is.
Love your interpretation and we are
transfixed by the same .
Thank you,
----- John

[Wild Willow Blue]

Quite moving, I enjoyed the read. Structure is wonderful and refreshing to read; kept me intrigued. I love the imagery that I get from this as well. Lovely. Great job.