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

[Louis McKraker]

This is absolutely wonderful, and your visual poetry is great, too.
I have to go now, though.
Reading this was a pleasure, but you've inspired me to write something of my own...
Thank you for that.
Always grateful.



-Louis

[VALORMORE DE PLUME]

You teach the reader, as they absorb the thirst for understanding. What are we, if not a question mark, seeking to be one with what was always in us, waiting to be understood?

[Metaphantom]

Speechless.....wow...i just love it so much. I want it in a frame on my wall!!

[Will Neill]

beautiful imagery in your words Linda Marie and what a haunting melody. A pleasure to read. Will

[Melissa]

This poem has beautiful imagery and word choices. I love the way you worked within a strict structure and kept your form very consistent, which can be so tempting to drop particularly when talking about something emotional.

[Christy the Poetic Hear..]

So poetic!!! Wonderful!!! The combination of words is amazing ! Great job!!!

[Island Hippy]

Aloha Linda Marie, what an immense talent you are! ‘Teach me’ those words are humble yet carry a quiet power about them. Writing so generous and full of heart, words that reverberate with sincerity throughout. Your vision is telling of a life lived in appreciation for every living thing for the energy captured and imparted in a moment shared - like the indelible imprint of a distant love this is deeply felt and exquisitely expressed. Many mahalo, Izzy.

[David O Whalen (O Haol..]

Wow! Linda you make me feel like the rank amateur that I am. It's obvious that you work very hard at your poetry (while I am just a hobbyist) and I really admire and envy people who give their all to whatever they choose to do. I rarely give ratings of 100, but this one certainly merits it. Glad I read you this morning Linda me lass .A fine bit of wordsmithing. Thanks

[Dara]

I am not sure I have the words to truly describe the beauty behind your writing. The care and thought you have put behind each word and phrase is beyond compare. One can tell that it comes from a very deep place and that it reveals a bit of your soul each time you write. I look forward to reading much more. Simply stunning!

[Nerio]

In a word: sublime.
High level of poetry, intensely emotional and passionate, a triumph of love in all its forms.
Now, I'm not a native English speaker, but I'm touched by the musicality of your words all the same. There is real beauty in your verses: you describe love in natural events, in the color of a flower, in the mourmoring of the water and then, as the quatrains goes on, in the act of kissing, looking and comforting the beloved one. In this sense, it is as if you were not describing only one's, but the whole world's love. What I really liked also about your poem is the form: you keep repeating the same request, 'teach me', which sounds both as a prayer, as a command. The repetition of the request communicates an absolute, almost excruciating desire. A feeling as beautiful as it is desperate.
Style is pure music: not insteanding the strong emotions, the verses are a joy to the ears. There is no trace of excess and pain that (you would expect) usually comes along with great passions. I am probably not fully able to capture all the shades of your language and it pains me, because I won't fully appreciate all the details hidden in the verses. I understand also that you're talking about a long distance love and I cannot help but feel touched by your effort of sublimating stormy emotions into a work of art, sharable and useful to other.
Thanks. A really great work.