Romantic Love

 

Romantic love

A memory

A refrain from the past

Blending bitter with sweet

magnolia blossoms and icicles 

ardent rhetoric and screams

soft sighs and magnificent lies

Should you go there again

remember the dream

forget the scheme

Ellecee

Day 5, NaPoWriMo

Inspired by Skylover Poetry April Word List

Entrances

Your entrances are gaudy

and colourful

You dance outside my window

playing the fool

Gesturing

as touches are forbidden

Your sweet breath on my cheek

decreed a danger
April springs forth without warmth
but still I laugh
My beautiful fool
entrancing me
Untouchable
but so real




Ellecee

Written for NaProWriMor 2020

Inspired by

Imaginary garden with real toads

and

Skywriting

Meetings

"You look young for your age"

he says and

She laughs out loud

and says

"not really"

and then he wonders

what she means and

he's not sure now

if they should meet

after all

but if he says so

what will his excuse be?

since he's been acting

so eager

and then she says

"are you there?"

and he says

"Yeah

how about the Sylvia

on Sunday

at three"

"ellecee"

Written as a bit of fun for

Prompt Nights – Come chase oh fleeting thoughts of the moment – [42]

Image Credit

What to do?

I’ve walked this

street one hundred

times before

breathed deeply

the scent of cherry

blossoms in spring,

the cool fall breeze

has caressed my skin

as fallen leaves rustled

at my feet.

Through winter wonderlands

and summer heat, sultry and

moist, 

I have walked here

Then  I met you,

a chance encounter

you were lost, walking down

the wrong street, looking for

the wrong house, not my house;

You smiled at me, reached out

and touched my arm;

Destiny sang, karmic, cosmic,

coincidences collided in colours

of every hue

What to do?

What to do?

"ellecee"

Imaginary Garden with Real Toads

The Tuesday Platform

Day 26

Found Poem

  The Wasteland -   I. The Burial of the Dead  - t s elliot

  April is the cruellest month, breeding

Lilacs out of the dead land, mixing

Memory and desire, stirring

Dull roots with spring rain.

Winter kept us warm, covering

Earth in forgetful snow, feeding

A little life with dried tubers.

Summer surprised us, coming over the Starnbergersee

With a shower of rain; we stopped in the colonnade,

And went on in sunlight, into the Hofgarten,

And drank coffee, and talked for an hour.

Bin gar keine Russin, stamm’ aus Litauen, echt deutsch.

And when we were children, staying at the arch-duke’s,

My cousin’s, he took me out on a sled,

And I was frightened. He said, Marie,

Marie, hold on tight. And down we went.

In the mountains, there you feel free.

I read, much of the night, and go south in the winter.

April is

breeding lilacs

mixing

memory and desire

A little life

surprised us

a shower of rain

We stopped in the colonnade

Drank coffee

and talked

much of the night

"ellecee"

Imaginary Garden with Real Toads

Today's challenge from Angie

paraphrased here :-)

Write a free verse poem using words

chosen from T S Elliot's "The Wasteland" 

I chose to write a "found Poem"

Day 15

Heart of Trillium

 

Sweet face of Spring

this fairy hidden

amidst petals

her tiny smile

illuminates

our

hope

for

new beginnings

"ellecee"

Imaginary Garden with Real Toads

Hannah's invitation

"...there's so much to see and feel outside...bring us your outside!"

Day 9

Fait Accompli

He was a stranger

for a short time

He moved quickly

into her closed circle

discovered a small crack

in the perimeter

He knew what secrets

she waited to hear

He learned her tender spots

her fear of life

He made it possible

for her

 to be

Fait accompli

"Ellecee"

Corporeal Knowledge

The bitter taste of

sacrificial wine

the Eucharist of 

love

Blasphemy!!

you say

Not so

Not so for the

many who find

in the body

of their 

beloved 

the elixir

of life. 

Ellecee

Queen of the Night

As twilight moves away

and darkness engulfs me with its

solemn breath
you come to me
and we open ourselves to
one another
our skin soft and delicate
as exotic kadupuls
blooming
beginning
and
end




"ellecee"

Written in response to Susie's prompt on

Imaginary Garden with Real Toads

On The Todd

If by some feat or miracle
I was given a day off
in the middle of the week
Would I sleep late, nestled
with you under cover of a
single cotton sheet
my front cool from the breeze
through the open window
my back hot from the exchange
of our bodies' heat
back to front

Or would I leave you as usual
and walk, not to work, but
instead follow along the dry
river bed, finding myself a cool
grass cushion under the shade
of an old wizened tree
and there take my pen and paper
and trace our body angles and
our uneven breath in phrases
floating across the page


Our unspoken wishes appearing as
small strokes and short lines
which turn eventually to a fine dust
like the ashes left after
a fire has died




"ellecee"

Mist

What remains

ethereal about the

mist

the soft moisture

left

from a casual

kiss

"ellecee"

Ghosts

You are
familier
to me
we are
ghosts
from another
time
ancient memories
surface
long forgotten
sensations
hands on hands
arms and bodies
entwined
a passionate
embrace
breathing in
our essence
exhaling
heat
that touches
our bodies
a desert
breeze
we have been
entwined
before
this I
understand
deep
deep
within me
lies a
memory
of you
as you
so
familiar




"ellecee

The Veteran

She is
thinking of him
the veteran

relic
of many
shooting wars

the man who is
tall enough
strong enough
erect enough
lean enough

the man with
large hands
made gentle
when
loving

the man whose
mouth thirsts
for scotch
and rum

and

sometimes

for her





"Ellecee"

About Love

I often
wonder
what I will
remember most
when all is said
and done
About love
I mean
in general
and about you
in particular
The anger,
the frustration
that seemed
constant
The never ending
need
The mad emotions
that fuelled
a life
running on
empty.

Or will it be
the words
all the
beautiful
words
in all the poems
written on bits
of paper
Fading now
difficult to read
Needing to be
rescued
so that they will
live
forever
burned onto
CD's




"ellecee"

Frenetic Two

Oh frenetic two

where are you?

Flown away out

into the wilderness

of blue

T'would be such

a rich sorrow

in some distant

tomorrow

to hang once again

on such

a sweet rack

of pain.

"ellecee"

An excerpt from :Her Story by Ellecee

Oblivious

In this world
of illusion
she treads
lightly
leaving no
footprints
no scent
to be
picked up
by marauding
packs of
coniferous
beasts
hungry
for
her
She lies down
in tall,
sweet smelling,
blue grass
and listens
to the sound
of
the wind
as it moves
over her
hiding place
touching her
gently
like a mother's
kiss
on her child's
cheek
She lies
quietly
feeling
the earth
beneath her
breathing
with an
ancient
rhythm
a subtle,
sweet,
massage
constant
and
penetrating
She feels
safe
protected

oblivious





"ellecee"

A Man

She tolerated his
"Export A" kisses
His inept fingers
on her inner thigh,
and all the
various and sundry
inaction
which he described
as
making love;
because she knew
that
he had been
a man
once




"ellecee"

Corporal Knowledge

Corporal knowledge,
the bitter taste of
sacrificial wine
the Eucharist
of love
Blasphemy!!!
you say.
Not so
Not so say
the many
who find
in the body
of their
beloved
the elixir
of life




"ellecee"

While You're Away

While you’re away

I want to write you a letter

and tell you how it is

How I am

keeping busy at work
and I go to the pub

on Friday night
I clean the house

on Saturday

do laundry

I read 

most of Sunday

sitting up in bed

mug of coffee handy

I start over 

in the new week

Sometimes I 

go to a movie

on Wednesday night

chick flick

I cry 

during the sad parts

and

I want to write you a letter

to tell you how it is

"ellecee"

The Last Romance

the last

romance

came by chance

the next

they say

could be far away

beyond years

beyond fears

beyond tears

maybe it’s just me

who can’t see

beyond the surface

maybe it’s just me

who can’t see

a lot of purpose

maybe it’s just me

out on a limb

with 

the Brothers Grimm

not to go back

no, not that.

to go forward

with style

perhaps

 a smile

across the abyss

something

like

this 

"ellecee"