I walked down the road,
Towards the pine tree.
A whistling thrush released,
In the air of tenderness.
I rested my soul underneath,
Where black roses witnessed.
Black bird of the forest,
Shadowed over me.
The clouds hung low,
A drizzle and a rainbow followed.
I sat there drenched,
Waiting for a feeling long lost.
Till it came with the breeze,
My hairs waving in the wind.
I felt it strong deep within,
Lying in a broken grave.
A sweet scent filled the air,
Red-fingered poinsettia danced,
And I was lost in passions unearthed.
Ooo very atmospheric with an undertone of erotic and sensual
It’s completely atmospheric! As for the erotic thing, its not so much! Though a little bit of love is included!
I have named you for the Inspiring Blog Award. Please read my post for the rules. Enjoy.
Bettye
Thank you so much! I’ll sure update it as soon as possible!
Enjoy
Thanks.
Wow! Lovely.
Thank you!:)
Beautiful!
Thanks!
awesomeness personified
I agree totally! I hope I personified it well! Thanks dear!
Ahhhh….I loved this….so refreshing….it is amazing how you bring the reader in the moment with you….I can sense your heart, and sense that we are kindred spirits….there is something a little extra special about your poetry….you really bring to life the emotions of the moment…really great job….
Celeste
Thank you so much!
I just try my best to give life to those emotions that people need to understand or those important moments of life that I experience. And the best part, I really feel delighted when my readers understand the real meaning.
I know what you mean….thats why I love feedback….its amazing to a writer to know they have touched a person on a personal and meaningful level….and a kind of healing takes place with that knowledge….I know it does for me….hence the joy we feel when we have accomplished what we set out to do with our words….
Celeste
It does for me too. Whenever I see loads of comments there’s always a big smile spread on my face and I love reading those comments and replying!
Its a kind of encouragement!
Beautifully chosen photograph and for the beautiful poem. Was it photographed by you?
Oh no… I got it from deviantart…
really a good one. saw some others post, good they are. keep writing:)
Yes, I found this mysterious and powerful, with images that took on a life of their own. One line I thought could be improved – “a drizzle and a rainbow followed”. “Followed” is a bit of an anticlimax.
Well, I just wrote whatever proved fine for the poem at that moment but I’ll consider your suggestion and look into it. Thanks!: )