Sapphire Autumn (NaPoWriMo)

http://www.napowrimo.net/day-twenty-five-5/

Write a poem that:  Is specific to a season; Uses imagery that relates to all five senses (sight, sound, taste, touch, and smell); Includes a rhetorical question…

Autumn, sapphires weaved through hair

Nip of dark frost sparks eyes, beware…

Copper shoulders caped in flame-tanged fragrance…

Full sunset season, does the lady wear.

What pales sunned countenance with sorrow

While ‘mid rustled leaves feet, slippered, dance?

Her lips taste salt, singing tear-inked hesitance…

Will true heart’s longing meet her on chill morrow?

©Ennle Madresan, 2019 ~ All rights reserved.

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Heart Like a Boulder (NaPoWriMo)

https://lightmotifs.wordpress.com/2019/04/18/three-things-challenge-pl64/

https://wordofthedaychallenge.wordpress.com/2019/04/12/copy/

https://wordofthedaychallenge.wordpress.com/2019/04/18/reminiscent/

https://onedailyprompt.wordpress.com/2019/04/18/your-daily-word-prompt-sunshine-april-18-2019/

Heart like a boulder

Not hard-edged, stony, but huge

Heavy with love’s thoughts

Yellow creases ’round your eyes

Sunshine; gold delight, your kiss

Man without equal

Love which couldn’t be copied

Spring, reminiscent

April’s flowered innocence

And I, still longing for you

©Ennle Madresan, 2019 ~ All rights reserved.

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Ryan’s Ladder

What do you See? March 19/2019

“Look up here, Love!

Yes, it’s me…I promised

I’d come back to you.

You’re a vision to behold

I  missed you so.

I know, I know…gone a very

Long time…but Today’s

The beginning of Forever…

We’ll not be separated now.

Aren’t the colors spectacular?

More vibrant than I’d dreamed

And painted, passing afternoons.

Much to tell each other, yes…

I long to wrap you in my arms

Won’t let you slip, I’ll kiss you

Till you’re breathless, recapture

Years withheld from us as we

Waited…lives and times apart…

Swift-spinning world below.

Hey, have you met van Gogh?

I caught a glimpse of him

Walking, just a minute ago…

Do I smell cinnamon rolls?

You must be working in the

Kitchen, as you’d hoped.

My, I can’t get over the sky

A-swirl…remember, we used

To marvel, evenings…it’s oh

Far More.  We can reach out

Here, actually touch the sparkle

Wafting tingly…and the breeze

Is like it was in the islands!

Remarkable! my mind clear again.

But, Love, tell me one small thing…

Is there a ladder on your side…for you?”

©Ennle Madresan, 2019 ~ All rights reserved.

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