Hold me, I beg in
your kind, azure gaze
Dance to a warm
willow-vesper
Nurture my mind with
abandonment’s blaze
Sweeten my mouth with
your whisper
Cradle me where we
will seal our last kiss
Gather me in farewell’s
hunger
Torture me tenderly
in parting’s bliss
Tarry until I am
younger
You know that I will
not shackle the gate
I know that you must
be leaving
Passion and sorrow;
love’s juxtaposed weight
Mingle in bittersweet
grieving
I beg you to hold me,
sweet, sanguine July
But moments do not
pause or linger
Caught in a vortex of
wide-open sky
You vanish on my
outstretched fingers…
©
Janet Martin
There’s a key change
in the winds that play
Falling from lilt to sigh
Dripping from tendrils
of mid-day
In preeminence of
good-bye
Tomorrow it may croon
and swell
Over summer’s
high-noon
Today it lingers in
farewell
Of July; leaving way
too soon
Long we a-wait its
broad, blue-sky candor
Mid-summer’s easy
kin-ship
Somewhere within Time’s
wild-flower splendor
Over bronze fringes
it slips
There is a key change
in the late afternoon
It trickles from
lintels of musk
Pooling in mouths of
day-lily blooms
Disappearing into the
dusk…
Solemn, the orchestra
of cricket-cheeping
Ushers her over a
floor
Of stubble and
clover; while we are sleeping
July will be no more…
© Janet Martin
Sharing a few from a year ago...just getting over a bout of flu;(
These are both such beautiful, beautiful natural captures Janet...sigh...you do it so well. Hope you are feeling better!
ReplyDeleteI'm getting there...I've been 'spoiled' with good health. I think the last time I had something like this was 20 yrs ago! feeling DRAGGY but better, thankfully.
ReplyDeleteThank-you so much for your kind wishes.
Just love these two poems, Janet. Hope you are well.
ReplyDeleteThank-you Sara. so much for your kind wishes. I'm better but not quite 'best' yet; so light-headed! I think it'll just take another day or so. It seems to be making its round in our household, another one down today!
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