Seven short love poemsSep 12 '04 Write an essay on this topic.
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The Bottom Line These are seven short love poems that I have written over the years and which are close to my heart.
I. Recollecting a Moment We stumbled upon the indefinable Hidden behind a sandalwood fan Where a nose kissed the sculptured arabesque And speckled light cross a checkered cheek ran. There, naked mind, calmly oblivious To rude rational scrutinizations, Dissolved immodestly in a sea of Spaceless, timeless, termless relation. Boundless, leisurely continguity! No self fetish, there! No thou perceived! Washed of profit-thoughts by the quivering light, In soulful play was perfect love conceived. Life’s teeming memories shan’t that one displace, Of thee, sweet dream, sweet flickering face. II. The Sandbox In a corner of my world is a sandbox Where a fervent, breathless child came to play, Immersing her soul in that sea of texture And testing her flesh against the piquant spray. In the swirling billows, by chance, she floated near, Daring to reach deeply, to feel, to taste. And eyes, reaching out with soft, silent sentience, While the hoary sands lay motionless, embraced. She came just once to that leisurely sandbox. There, in the cool coalescence of a kiss, We touched and merged for all duration, And drifted off in an ethereal bliss. III. Wandering, parched and weary Wandering, parched and weary, I chance upon a spring, From hilltop womb effusing, Where naiads sing. Coy eyes dance from my gaze, Soft pulsing hands extend. One sip to soothe forever! Farewell, my friend. IV. We danced our joy upon the clouds We danced our joy upon the clouds. We sipped a kiss beneath the trees. Did love annoy the winsome shrouds That lurk behind the shifting breeze? With tick and tock, the sad old clock Awoke the melancholy moon. I sank upon an ancient rock, And drifted down, down in a swoon. V. Unnamed The Field I Slept In Tears I Cried I Woke (Such Love) The Flower Beside The Child I Seek Of Thee I Bring To Kiss A Life Its Fragrant Sting VI. Brave each vibrant eye repining Brave each vibrant eye repining, Coy the cautious soul divining That a web of love’s designing Is a snare that’s best declined. Still the pattern’s soft illusion By its delicate intrusion Lends the orb a flushed confusion. Is this heart to love inclined? VII. If we could for a breath detain If we could for a breath detain Our hasty world, and thereby gain A moment no one else would miss, Lady, I’d spend it on a kiss. And if the clock should stop for two, Still I would spend them both on you. The first would go to love your eyes. I’d have your lips the second prize. And if an age I could request, There’d be sweet ways to pass the rest. We’d grow fine rocks from little sands. I’d place the pebbles in your hands. Time’s beating wings would fan our plays And set this paper love ablaze.  |
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