Blunt Axes

"The delicate brushwood of the bower

Gives haven to the scarlet roses -

The North Winds clatter and die.

Swathed in a haze of twilight scent

Overflowing with pearly dewdrops.

What sultry seduction this is -

Inflaming the frail

Butterflies and quick-tempered bees..."

My heart bursting with over-romanticized longing,

I stroll through these verses, this blissful state.

In a while, my flightiness fades,

My bliss vanishes and does not return.

The blackened ink-moon, depressing enough to slash at my voice,

Descends to a parallel line of vacant imagery -

My words grow old and mildewed.

Reviews

[Kristallo]

Such brilliant eloquence conveyed with richly unique metaphors and surreal-esque imagery. "What sultry seduction is this- inflaming the frail. Butterflies and quick-tempered bees..." Remarkable! I liked that the first paragraph seemed to be a poem that the author was beguiled by, it's written with such a lovely hand. The second, you take a candid approach as you wake up from your 'over-romanticized' languor and reality fades in with a not quite so remarkable candor. "The blackened ink-moon, depressing enough to slash at my voice." How intimately I felt those words, and as I reread them, I felt that i'd glimpsed the shine of your soul within them. I can't imagine that your words should ever 'grow old and mildew' but I did enjoy the way you worded that. Are you worried that your brilliance might someday fade into a blase state of 'being'? You shouldn't. :) Your poetry both humbles my soul and invokes the most powerful imagery in the shape of humanity, it's so touching and true to self. Another great write.

[Rosalind Gale]

Thank you so much Kris. Your thoughts always mean so much to me -
-xxxxx-

[That_Girl]

This is lovely... the imagery is wonderful and it all flows together so nicely. Beautiful job here! However, never are your words old or mildewed. :)

[Rosalind Gale]

Thank you -
-xx-

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Another masterpiece! There are many amazing artists on this site and you, my dear, are definitely one of them :)

[Rosalind Gale]

Thank you Lynn!!! ;)
-xx-

[Mickey Hilts]

you're a brilliant writer, your words could never be anything but fresh. You're always doing something new, creating worlds and giving beauty to your readers. I wish I could write like this

[Rosalind Gale]

You are always so kind - thank you -
-x-

[Dean Kuch®]

So eloquent and satin-esque, is use of your vocabulary. The title was a brilliant choice used to highlight such a touchingly poignant and well penned piece. This flows off the tongue like honey...

[Rosalind Gale]

Thank you Dean -
-x-

[Ricochet]

I can't imagine your words ever in mildew, love is highs and lows, a survival of bliss escapes at times to routine, boredom, hurt, confusion, doubt...bliss like all hungry birds must be fed to fly. Your poetry, even when dark, is out of this world amazing :)

[Rosalind Gale]

Hugs,
-xxxx-

[Shmoke-Sifted Heftlande..]

truly the story of my life thus far

I how the third line really puts its stamp of approval on the privacy of the experience, and you go into the description perfectly.

"a parallel line of vacant imagery -" and then a thud

very well penned

[Rosalind Gale]

Why thank you J.E.B -
-xxx-

[Shmoke-Sifted Heftlander]

it just maybe feels like a thud against moss today...something about that is bizarrely comforting. I have to get to the computer above my bat cave soon..this one is driving me mad.

[Dr. Wood ?]

one day I will be the first to review one of your masterpieces...Oh well....I cannot chose a line to highlight..It is simply brilliant. Sorry not to be deep and meaningful but.......

[Rosalind Gale]

Thank you Doc -
-x-

[Marie]

Give voice when voice fails..."Over flowing with pearly dewdrops"...I love this...

[Rosalind Gale]

Thanks so much Marie -
-xx-