Lift her up
there the hang and fall
bestowed in little curtsies
hemming the space we form
in exultant strong brewed motion
plump on passion your swell against think of light
can I possess, what is unbound?
or will ghosts gather your wicked savageries
plant in ground this divining rod
lightning conducts flame like cautious feline
one brush, my teeth, your skin
panther lolling in banyan tree
emerald leaves the size of clenched fists
slick fruit ripe for the picking
a slice of muscled thigh, a twitch, spice, sigh
rising and falling in cotton swell
pass through the fabric holding us back
nectarine and jasmin
pearl slope of your thin back arched against my hand
dieties take turns to spell focus
wisteria and moon glow
crush of posies, carrying arching silouette
how much I have longed for you
this exact shape and time
in emptiness we find familiar fullness
in loss there is a stranger turn a friend
to bid us back to believing ourselves unpicked
we are part of this weave
tight against fabric, space, destined
as I watch the ribbon in your hair
twisting against itself, trying to work its way loose
there is purpose in the dark damson of your eyes
taking me down from my shabby habit
glass creatures beneath sugared earth
melting against the other
a fusion
the shape of us.
Kismet. Soulmate. Fate.
Sometimes, it’s not the best, even when we think it is, feel it is, or hope for it to be.
This is beautifully done and the postscript is nearly poetic as well.
“we are part of this weave
tight against fabric, space, destined
as I watch the ribbon in your hair
twisting against itself, trying to work its way loose
there is purpose in the dark damson of your eyes
taking me down from my shabby habit
glass creatures beneath sugared earth
melting against the other
a fusion
the shape of us.
(I had this beautiful idea, two people met
neither one was afterward capable
of loving anyone else with the same intensity
because they were made for each other
every part of them knew, nothing could change that
not all the different people in the world and its various temptations
not anything)”
Love that…”two people meet”…and this world would never be the same.
it does happen and you have captured the ecstasy and the pain as only you can
Oh so very true. I believe that too.
I agree totally! Beautifully written.
Oh god. This is so fucking beautiful. I can’t even…. ugh. I love it.
Oh good me too!
Thank you new casa girl 💓
Sometimes it’s hard to hold onto that, so many people are isolationist. I still believe in romance. It’s a creative energy…no matter the people or views of society. 🦋
That beautiful idea, be they star-meant, or star-crossed, or both (it seems, so often, both), and the picture painted five-sense wise, to hear, see, touch, smell, taste. Such a meeting and joining could happen all in a single day, but a day that reverberates through two life times.
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TheFeatheredSleep – A beautiful idea made tangible
You’re most welcome. I sent video your way. *nods*
Me too. I also believe you can’t just feel that way about a ton of people in your life then it cheapens how rare it is
Truly amazing poetry!
each love is different. and some loves make others seem pale and wan by comparison. but past is past and present is where the sweet nectar of life is
Beautifully penned… Sublime! 🙂
Meeting is fate, but it’s what they do afterward with the opportunity, the free will they impart, that matters.
Brilliant writing, my friend
So beautiful Candice. I believe in soulmates.🖤
Beautiful, Candice. That experience of deepest Eros, even when just one brief meeting, lasts a lifetime.
Lovely sentiment; fine imagery; flowing language packed with rhyme and alliteration. Excellent piece, Candy
Thank you dearest friend – did you ever see that movie about people who fell in love on a train? I’m not sure you can actually ‘love’ that quickly and I do believe there is only one or two people in your life time whom you can really truly feel that for, but if you do, you are lucky
Do you? I know it’s an over-used term but I do too. I think if the world is all about just hooking up and friends with benefits and going from one person to another person to another person well i’d opt out. If it’s not more than that, if one person isn’t special, if they don’t influence you emotionally then … what’s important and lasting?
Wow thank you so much dearest Red Angel
Yes that is true. Of course there is free will always. I suppose it’s whether something is meant to be which is different to fate.
Dearest Snow Maiden thank you so much!
Dearest Beckie thank you so much!
yes that is true. I think some of us don’t have it in us to love and love and love but some do and that is great
Thank you so much both for reading and encouraging me!
Just wrote you a tedious email 😉 watch out! tee hee!
Ah I think I’m going to keep a collection of your interpretations of poems, they are in of themselves poetry
Holly thank you so much dearling
You are so very welcome. 🙂
I almost think that it’s learned. But maybe exposure to the necessity is merely the catalyst for the expression of the ability to love again
Oh, good, because I haven’t been. Thank you, from you, that means a lot.
“Snow Maiden”… I think I like that. And thank you. This is so so wonderful.
Blessings!
Wow that’s deep I had to read that three times to really get what you meant but yeah it could be learned. In my case I just know I can’t go from person to person loving it’s not me and I’m glad it’s not me, so you could say it’s a choice but it’s really my DNA 🙂
for me it’s more love, break, rebuild, new self loves, break, rebuild
Well I can understand that. It would never be how I am. I’m too intense in a really dumb way. I can’t love/break/rebuild/new love but I definitely can see how some can.
I also think we all go for comfortable and stable, or wild and fun, only focusing on a couple characteristics of our potential partners these days. IMO, that’s why we have so many divorces, there just doesn’t seem to be proper courtship anymore. Call me old fashioned I guess. Perhaps as we continue to evolve, we will become less and less couples oriented. But I believe in soulmates
You’re brilliant for saying so 💓
True! People can free will a relationship together, but it doesn’t necessarily mean that they should.
Yes, the movie sounds familiar. I agree it’s rare…. I’ve been lucky to have had three such “great loves” in my life. (But then I’m older… ☺️ )
Wonderful imagery!
Hey three isn’t bad! I think that’s about the most I ever could (love that much) but also I think there are different types of love. Passionate love, yes I don’t have room for more of that but there are equally beautiful loves like love of ones child or love of ones friends. Different but valid.
Yes that’s wise and accurate. I am sure I am guilty of ignoring that ‘mean that they should’ part a few times 😉
Do you? I would have said (and maybe this is wildly sexist) that men do not often go for what is comfortable and stable until they are a lot older (about 65 up) before that they go for wild and fun. Women – they can go either way. I have always wanted stable but comfortable? I didn’t really want that. I wanted wild and stable how’s that?! I didn’t need fun or comfort. mmm wonder what that says about me 😉 I definitely think soulmates are RARE you’re lucky if you even meet one, many never do. I’m old fashioned too I dislike how easily people give up
I was reading some of your older work earlier and I just have to say DAMN girl you write a good world! I love your writing – I hope so badly you put your writing together in a book that I can buy one of these soon days (hint hint)
Yes. I am planning on working on that as soon as harvest is over and my world slows back down a bit. It’s mulling around in my brain though. Thanks for the encouragement. I so appreciate it on these dark days of the soul. I feel the same about your writing. So very beautifully done. I’m in awe.