THEY BLENDED OUT OF SIGHT
The hour was still yet early
and no irresolution steeled
his firm and regally held resolve.
Like floating dust in sunlit beams
he walked unscathed in dignity
within the pathway’s margins set
he blended out of sight.
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Her best desires had all escaped
and issuing forth in prim attire
she stood untouched by vanity
With steady hands she slowly raised
her flowing gown and walked along
the puddled path that led away
she blended out of sight.
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And on that pathway pointing east
but little modified by time
they met as lovers often do
discreet, invisible, unknown
as shadows lost within the air
they blended out of sight.
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Michael Edwards (
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Beautiful write Michael, "they blended out of sight." is a wonderful line.
Intriguing artwork.
Thank you Andy - quite enjoyed putting this together - wrote it a while back and kept returning to it tweaking it but the title was there from the start.
Beautiful!...always...
Thanks MR
A fine write and pic Michael.
Cheers Orchi - have you swooned yet?
If I hear more detail of the 'blending' I shall swoon! lol.
The artist's touch to blend them out of sight........... they are invisible and still they seem to represent lovers from any time in the past - I think because of the lines: And on that pathway pointing east
but little modified by time..... the picture of course is perfect for the poem!!
Aw thanks Lorna - it's one of my recent favourites.
Such a clever and artistic combo. of picture and verse - - one of your best for mysterious tale-telling Michael - loved every line.
Thanks so much Fay
Thanks Michael ~ It reminded me that sometimes in my 18 Years of LOVE ~ trysts have had to be clandestine ~ tasting forbidden fruits ! I have even "made love" alfresco invisible in the SNOW ~ BUT never alnudo ! I am a wise MONKEY not a Pornbroker ! Yours BRIAN
Pleased to hear it - but it could be fun...! Alnudo alfresco - pink bums not so obvious in the snow as black trousers. On second thoughts though I think I prefer the warmth indoors.
wonderful work as usual Michael the paintings always match the written word. bravo my friend! ww
So pleased you liked it - or should I say them - cheers Willy
Exquisite artwork, Michael!
The painting and the poem
complement each other
beautifully!
~Laura~
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