Teach Me To Whisper

Teach me to whisper like early-morn blush

against the cheek of the illumined sky,

like the green blades of grass beside the rush

of the river that is hastening by.

Teach me the love that is found in a rose

and written in crimson calligraphy

across the earth, making merry of woes,

in a swirl of fire and epiphany.

Teach me the touch of immortal extent,

wherein forever is found in a flash,

where shadows of thought are an aliment,

a source of life among ruin and ash.

Teach me the hope of the blossoming bud,

tremendously tender and spun sublime,

with her flesh on fire from euphoric blood

and flaming curves that are bedewed with time.

Teach me the truth of mist on the water,

the white shroud of silence that drapes the blue,

where shadows hush like a quiet daughter,

waiting for the winds of a warmer hue.

Teach me the love of a lifetime of bliss,

where warm shades of passion burn like a fire,

where foreplay flutters are born in the kiss

between lips of unquenchable desire.

Teach me the joy that I see in your eyes

whenever I see you looking at me,

in that intimate way you alchemize

and turn my soul into a rhapsody.

Teach me to whisper the words of my heart,

the lover's song that I'm aching to sing

and bridge the distance which keeps us apart

by teaching heart how to lift its redwing.

Author's Note

Reviews

[Forest Green]

Incredible...a sublime mix of hearthstone, open skies, and heartbeats.
'Teach me the love that is found in a rose
and written in crimson calligraphy
across the earth, making merry of woes,
in a swirl of fire and epiphany.'

Your touch in this poem beggars description. Where has your work been hiding?

Wonderfully complete and truly, truly original.

Daniel

[writing mojo]

This poem greets you at the door of your heart , then it tells you to wipe your feet before anointing the blisters on your feet with kerosene. like welcome mats on fire the echoes fan the flame you created living on your knees in soul pleas for so long,
with the flames smothered the ash becomes the journey your heart and head together can only measure.
it make it easier to get up. then it says in...so many lyrical offerings ( didn't i tell you to wipe your feet?)....strong stuff to tread from such divine roads of perception..which you see through to the end...

[Cherrie]

I love to walk along nature's beauty, but there is something compelling when you read of it.

[Sweet_pale_cacophony]

The first two lines with which you began..were so elegant and so well thought..the reast of the words that followed were beautiful too.

[Vincent Esprit FMI]

there is a very soft and tender aspect here that reaches beyound the possibilities of human exitence.

vincent
www.esprit.aegauthorblogs.com

[Poeticpiers]

thoroughly enjoyable read. Excellent word usage and regular rhyme pattern and meter. A change from free form poetic prose I applaud

[Greg Skura]

Wonderfully written! I put this in my library! Thank you for sharing!

[Maurice]

Beautifully done! Vibrant images, carefully structured, tender emotion with elegant flow.

[Marie Harrison]

What fabulous write. I enjoyed your poem.

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"Teach me the hope of the blossoming bud,
tremendously tender and spun sublime,
with her flesh on fire from euphoric blood
and flaming curves that are bedewed with time."

Nice write!!!
I Love This!!

"her flesh on fire from euphoric blood
and flaming curves that are bedewed with time."

...i love the imagery in every verse--very creative poetry!!!

james:-)

[Rissa Bird]

This is absolutely breathtaking, and easily puts any of my work to shame!