calling ghosts up out of graves of unquiet days…
voices in the air…
Kissing under the piano drinking wine,
pull me closer with hands of roses,
with Arab pictures brown inside your eyes…
Sand and horses, incense,
Dry licking wind…
Crossed by water.
Posted for One Shoot Sunday at the inimitable One Stop Poetry
Photo by Lisa Michelle Arhontidis.
Crossed by waters, am really enjoying this Sundays picture promptReplyDelete
I love the use of language "Empty-tongued wind" and "Arab pictures brown inside your eyes" -- quite unique and interesting style and imagery too. "another desert ... crossed by water" very nice! I enjoyed this very much!ReplyDelete
Great work creating from the prompt! Love the line "Kissing under the piano drinking wine..." Crystal clear to picture. Enjoyed your poem very much :)ReplyDelete
very unique - it draws up some very intriguing pictures!ReplyDelete
Interesting imagery in the depths of your words. Liked it.ReplyDelete
Beautiful imagery in your words, captivating poem.ReplyDelete
Let us hope for many more crossings. Nice one shoot.ReplyDelete
kissing under the piano - loved this! and also the ending is very, very strongReplyDelete
"Pull me closer with your hands of roses..."ReplyDelete
I love that line, and all of the Arabian/equestrian stuff that comes after. Really sensuous poem to go with the prompt.
Mine is written, but I am holding off posting for a short while, so my collaboration with Daryl can keep center stage a while. But the thing is, the lovers in mine make love under something, too. great minds, Witchy, great minds. ;-)
Wow! I love the piano/wine brought into this! Truly lovely writing!! ~April :)ReplyDelete
"crossed by water" - that resonatesReplyDelete
Beautiful poem to go with the sensual image.
This is truly intriquing and provocative.ReplyDelete
Love the imagery and the unexpected places it goes.
Everything of yours I read thrills me. Your metaphors and images are so unique, and so accurate. You built a caravan of memories into this short work. Excellent.ReplyDelete
Whew! I'm fixin' to sit down and fan myself now.ReplyDelete
I'm with Fay...where can I get me some of that? Not in the mountains of North Wales that's for sure!ReplyDelete
I like this very much, especially because it stands so well on its own, without the image.ReplyDelete
"Kissing under the piano, drinking wine..." - that is a great romantic line, almost a poem in and of itself. Good poem.ReplyDelete
Many thanks, all, for stopping by and giving your thoughts. I have to admit I found the image prompt difficult in its over-familiarity and used an older poem, but I'm amazed at the variety of excellent takes people have had on this that were quite fresh and innovative. It's a pleasure to be among such creative company.ReplyDelete
love the imagery! romancing the words...that's what it's all about! You did it superbly! thank youReplyDelete
thank you for your visit and comment
Kissing under a piano sounds wonderfully playful.
Sensuous. Intriguing. I love the juxtapostions first of the "River" that crosses a "desert". And the flow of "deserted words", "unquiet days", "dry licking wind"...does not quiet down in the mind even after reading your poem. It stays. Thank you!ReplyDelete