L. B. Mek

Cor, cor dium

This here be drip-dried mourning 

of a longing, long lost 

to wind-wilted wanderlust: of lonesome mornings.

First to be penned 

synched to that crimson pulse ink

but last, to be shared 

hidden in those corridors where outed-truth

can’t cut anew 

time harvested feelings, that never ceased

their incessant bleeding.

 

Cherished one, know that I will stay true

to that last blink of sanity

keeping from a distance

that promise I shred 

while by your side.

 

Macho rugby-shaped eyes

that watch, pluck and steal 

in the name of empathy rhymes. Yet

stare dormant at funerals 

till elders, usher them out-of-sight

for disturbing, those visibly grieving.

Brutal eyes that melt 

gushing, barely contained

by oversized eyelash dams

with just a fleeting recollection: of your laughter’s silhouette.

 

Memories, serenading with your lips

lipstick-less au-naturel fullness

with magnetic Vaseline gloss 

as twinkling guides 

to that sweetest of nature’s delights.

 

Kind one, blessing with reveries gifts

of laugh-out-loud bursts, or

secrets - wrapped in stifled giggles. 

Traversing decades in a pulsed skipped-beat

lost, within a yearning's mental embrace 

weaving - grey aged patience, believing

in the coming of opportunity 

where, with unflinching certainty

I shall approach first - for a change

and cast my flag firmly: upon your effervescent sails.

 

 

© L. B. Mek

March 2020

Comments4

  • Michael Edwards

    A great read that drew me in.

    • L. B. Mek

      very kind of you my friend, hopefully I can chisel away at it when I acquire the skills to do so in the future and mould it into a more accessible write

    • Neville


      ............... this is one of those poems that I seriously wish I had prepared earlier and only posted today ........

      • L. B. Mek

        I may lack the required IQ numbers to glean the meaning in your comment my friend, but I thank you all the same

      • Fay Slimm.

        Speechless with admiration for the way you use alliteration my friend and be assured that this piece has to be in my list of favourites.

        • L. B. Mek

          Wow, just gobsmacked
          one reassuring comment from a Poet of your calibre: squashes a thousand of self-doubt's thoughts

        • Audax

          Beautiful. Noteworthy. Amazing. You have a natural talent to use alliterations in ways that I haven’t seen! Truly respectable!



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