Monday, 31 October 2016

OctPoWriMo - Days 30 and 31

DAY 30 - SIMPLICITY

Simplicity finds us
In the sheets
Of the wind
That hastens our sails
As we steer from the stern
That speeds us
To freedom
Over waters of life.

If you'll always be my
Captain, then
I will be
The lodestar of your ship
Upon our voyage to the
Stars, as we
Feel all and
Nothing but the current
Thrusting from the earthly
Pulse below.

DAY 31 - ETERNAL

You have marked me,,
Soul-deep,
Like a fingerprint in metal cast.

Holding fast
And cleaving to me,
You suspend me in amber,
Fusing us for lifetimes to come.

Holding some
Of you inside me
Vastly triumphs none;
We're fossilised and crystallised
In foreverness
Regardless.

Saturday, 29 October 2016

OctPoWriMo - Days 28 and 29

DAY 28 - SEA SHELLS

The sea shells out
our sacred secrets,
spilling us onto
the shore;
the waves take you from me
and then bring you back,
letting us settle
for more.

The current then contours us
into sea glass, with the finest
of all swells;
shining wetly in sand we triumph
the finest of sea shells.

DAY 29 - UPSIDE DOWN

Concertinaed is my world
by my meetings with you.

Soul origamied,
I am folded, inverted,
as our worlds are reversed.

Flying through our common sky
we're rollercoasted to the heavens.

I feel my feet above my chest
and feel my heart above my head.

Thursday, 27 October 2016

OctPoWriMo - Days 26 and 27

DAY 26 - ABANDONMENT

Abandonment is not a word I'll use
For that would be the greatest of all ruse.

And that as well is not a word I'll choose.

It's my own silent weakness I abused,
Upheld the name of nature's ancient cues.

Inside our mornings' rarest drops of dews
It's love's true nature that we both confused.

Because you took me to new wondrous views
And painted my skies with most radiant hues,
I finally have nothing true to rue.

Abandonment is not the word to use.

DAY 27 - FAVOURITE SCENT

I hope I am and always will be
Your most favourite scent.
Not just the jasmine, but just me
And everything I meant.

The days we breathed each other in
Are now both owned and lent.
Respire the rose, remembering
When on us both we leant.

I feel your scent upon my skin.
I touch the papers that you sent.
Remember when we let love in?
Remember where we went?

Tuesday, 25 October 2016

OctPoWriMo - Days 24 and 25

DAY 24 - FANTASTICAL

We were not just fantastical;
We were quite formidable.

Our nights took flight
In streaks of light
That left the world behind,
So we could be fantastic.

Perhaps we were fantastical,
But we were not impossible.

Our minds made us a possibility;
Fantastically close to love's reality.

DAY 25 - RED

I have never suited red
The way you suited me;
You blushed me once at seventeen
And that was my heart red.

Far less stark was the silver and rose
That you made me when we went ahead;
A scarlet woman who went where love goes
And to her dreams, instead.

Scarletly swimming in the wine of my mind
I floated in visions of you;
You've reddened me slightly forever, you'll find,
Made purpler by your true blue.

Sunday, 23 October 2016

OctPoWriMo - Days 22 and 23

DAY 22 - DANGEROUS

The game we play is dangerous;
It threatens to shake worlds
Even beyond those already shaken.

Quaking my earth
You rumble right through me
As we play games of life and love
That make us an exclusive club
Of two.

You've never bought me diamonds
But already have my heart.

My ground never stops shaking.

I hope we won't need spades.

DAY 23 - UNDOUBTEDLY

Undoubtedly
You do give me
What nobody
Else can.

Our fantasy
Of what could be
Society
Impedes.

Realities
Of what we see
Are not the keys
To life.

Yet though
You can't love me,
My heart does lead
Undoubtedly.

Friday, 21 October 2016

OctPoWriMo - Days 20 and 21

DAY 20 - WHITE

We had just the one white night
Where bare a blink of sleep was entertained;
Your bright eyes helped us both take flight
Through pearly words that we've both since retained.

So why no white night since?

Remember my skin of ivory cream
Evinced by hours of moonlight's tints.

Highlight every nuance of my dreams!

I'd like to think the choice is ours
But really it is yours;
I summon up your ghostly powers
To conjure night-time on my mind's white lores.

DAY 21 - NATURE'S CALLING

Nature's calling us with its eternal force,
Propelling us in its insistent wind
Along the path of our love's ordained course.

Around our magic circle is its ring,
Of every element you imagine.

We're fired and melted into our new shape
To keep the sparks of our bright story in;
Crackling, furling in our flower of red crepe.

With our embers brand new earth we make
To in this golden earth forever stay,
While silver eyes make mirrors in these lakes.

Our nature calls; the world is kept at bay.

Thursday, 20 October 2016

OctPoWriMo - Days 18 and 19

DAY 18 - SENSELESS

We both became senseless
from the sense of each other;
this senseless act
has never made more sense.

With my eyes mirroring yours
and pheromones mingling
as our bodies merge,
we hear each other's breathlessness
and make mouths make
a multitude of tastes.

Our senses sing
to make a single sense;
making us senseless,
if you will.

DAY 19 - TREES

The trees kept our secret
and shared it with us
as we kissed,
their leaves casting
lace-like light
over our surging bodies,
wanting, wishing,
never wavering.

They gave us shade
and rustled as we whispered
in papery harmony.

We unified further
thanks to their care.

Count their rings,
and find us there.

Monday, 17 October 2016

OctPoWriMo - Day 17

DAY 17 - SAVOURY

I savour each second I get of your company,
Letting the salt of your earth settle on me
As I settle in your arms and mind
And let my tongue feel your flavour.

Your minerals nourish me as I awake
Inside your flowery bed,
Your silt and seed making snowdrops grow
Inside the fields of my flowery head.

Sunday, 16 October 2016

OctPoWriMo - Days 14, 15 and 16

DAY 14 - SHAMEFUL

The shameful sight that others see
Has nought to do with us,
For loving wipes away the years
So we are all that matters.

DAY 15 - BLUE

My dreams of you are speckled blue;
It's become my life's colour,
In spite of myself.

My grey and navy eyes meet your turquoise
In a darker version,
As we advance from your teal front room
To your cornflower bed.

We rise to meet midnight,
In cerulean hues;
Please say you'll forget me not.

DAY 16 - IN DEPTH

You know me in depth,
Recalling nearly every version of myself.

I make new versions for you,
Building up the layers of colour;
An oil painter, trying hard to avoid creating cracks
As they glaze.

You turn my oils to watercolour
As we create new depths together;
A shining sea, imprimatura,
Letting light reflect through layers of us both.

Thursday, 13 October 2016

OctPoWriMo - Days 12 and 13

DAY 12 - STRONG

Strong as the bridges that keep me from you,
Strong as the pain that threatens to crush me,
And strong as the clocks that take time with you from me.

Strong as the heartbeat that sounds out for you,
Strong as the arms that draw me to you,
And strong as the bridge that brings me to you.

DAY 13 - FLOWING

I step into your shimmering stream
Knowing the same water won't wash me twice.

Your droplets sparkle in the spray
And spangle my gaze with glitter.

Settling on my face, you crystallise as the sun dries me,
Marked in permanence as a sugared snowflake on my skin,
That wills me to lie down in the current
To be sweetened by you further.

Your words flood my ears as the water rushes,
Echoing the flow of blood, and love,
As we swim.