'fare ye well' kind friends
shimmering reflections
of the warmth, that wrapped him tight
dance, along the curves
of his angel, dressed all in white
every stride
a twirl
in the heat of love's embrace,
every word
a serenade
to their guiding light of fate;
dimming shine
of a late summer’s night
unable, to dim the glow
draping them, from head to toe
earthquakes planted
in the depths of strangers
passing-by
as yearning green eyes, fixated
at the unbridled joy
they coveted;
entrancing flames, emanating
from her guardian’s, chest
highlighting, the binding path
illuminated: by their drunken hearts
© L. B. Mek
February 2017
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Author:
L. B. Mek (
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Beautifully written LB
thank you, dear poet
glad you enjoyed the read
Good write LB.
Beautiful poem.
glad you enjoyed the read
thanks for the supportive comment
Blindingly brilliant sir, if you dont mind me saying so ... just sayin ...
and that, from a Poet wearing sunglasses
now that, is a compliment: to take to the bank! lol
thank you my friend, you've made my day
Very lovely , lovely feel to your words 🙂
so glad you enjoyed the read, dear poet
thank you for the supportive comment
Wonderful words Mek.
Like the artwork as well.
Andy
yeah, found it by chance
and it just went so well with the words
I guess that's a serendipity matching, of sorts
between a painting and poetry..
thanks for highlighting the artwork Andy
Entwined, your words display a scene, memorable
entwined is another fav word of mine
thanks for the encouraging comment, dear poet
Loved the crescendo ending “drunken hearts”
you too? how kind,
sometimes a little clichéd wordplay
just can't be avoided, lol
thanks for the supportive comment, dear poet
Master piece, i understand the earthquakes it s jelousea, i like the metafoa ''planted''
dimming shine
of a late summer’s night
unable, to dim the glow
draping them, from head to toe
this is flawless verses
but why ''green eyes'' ?
entrancing flames, emanating
from her guardian’s, chest
highlighting, the binding path
illuminated: by their drunken hearts
how much beauty hides in those final verses.
i also compared drunkenness with love in an old poem
wow it s so insane did you mean that
the stars the lights in the night are reflections of his love for her, almost like he could light the wat using his love like a lantern
you compare light with love right ?
I did make that imagery alignment
and I am so sorry for this belated reply
for some reason I never received a notification of your comments
forgive my tardiness in replying, kind poet
so glad you enjoyed the read
I'm truly sorry if my lack of response disappointed or annoyed you
thank you!
The format of this piece is wonderful.
"dimming shine
of a late summer’s night
unable, to dim the glow
draping them, from head to toe"
Such poetic imagry so well written.
"entrancing flames, emanating
from her guardian’s, chest
highlighting, the binding path
illuminated: by their drunken hearts"
This passage struck me the most in that there is an inexplicable poetic ring to it that reverberates in the mind and soul.
ah kind friend
how to repay all these moments you invest
in my humble scribbles
always unearthing my personal favourites
I am so thankful..
(and yes, those who have sipped
from true love's pulsing nectar
will be drawn to those dreamy verses)
we are lucky, to be counted in that number
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