"writing poetry, starts in my soul, flows through my heart, up to my head, then it's out of my hands"
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Wednesday, 13 April 2011
Hello Again...
Hello Again...
It was your Heart within your Art,
that flew upon those airy wings into my own,
enjoining souls that once, alone,
resound now in bless'd unity,
and sing in soulful raptured harmony.
Hello again, sweet Delphin cheeks,
whose long lashed eyes, crash upon this shore;
Weep no more, upon those honeyed sighs,
but rest within these wings upheld,
the sleek and silent tremor in this heartfelt meld.
Where once were two, three in art reside,
shed those silent skins, softly eased aside,
unfurling winglets, soft and pliant,
each moistened filigree, stretched, transcendent,
a delicacy of fervid refinement.
Sunlit elation from out some darkened circumstance,
transformed within the light of each hidden sighted glance,
to see, what eyes cannot,
to know the certainty in that soul-filled space,
the metamorphosis within the unity of grace.
It was your Heart within your Art,
that flew upon those airy wings into my own,
enjoining souls that once, alone,
resound now in bless'd unity,
and sing in soulful raptured harmony.
© Richard Michael Parker 2011
Artwork by Izabella Blue
my great thanks to Izabella for the use of her stunning artwork, all rights to this work are the property of Izabella Blue, and may not be copied or transfered in any way without the prior consent of the artist. http://izabella.typepad.com/izabellas_blue/
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