Life Hiatus, Rush
Hiatus from the storm…
Woven into the rhythm,
the explicit, hip writhing sway,
the rise and fall of hearts, arts,
exposing innate rhymes,
flows of thought-caressed afferent bliss,
drawing finger-lines on tremulous spines,
butterfly wishes exploding,
and with eyes tightly closed,
sucking that teat of creative sublime,
mesmerized movement,
divine.
Syncopated, liberated,
sailing errant breezes,
and blood tingling surging flows,
while melodic rapture pervades,
souls stirred of imaginings,
taunting, lulling, seeping light,
until flowered fields burst into colored bloom,
myriad blissful rolling beds of reflection,
soothed by indolent vast azure cover,
landscape animate, evolving,
assimilating tones weaving,
contriving resilient chordal forms,
mind lost,
fallen into realm polished of aberrant light,
transfixed.
Deeper and deeper I fall,
hips freed, mind loose,
harmonic inclusions rife,
like a gentle kiss,
a warm interlude of generous measure,
and echoes resound, beats meld into flow,
and I amid the texture,
weave my own place within,
from grind to honey drips,
warm zephyr to tsunami peril,
all here, palpable,
a bend-ed knee offering,
a slap in the face,
a red pill of choice.
Tony DeLorger © 2017
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Taking a soaring break from life and reality, flying free, Tony? Very descriptive phrasing here that speaks of a much needed hiatus. Psychedelic. I can so relate. Well done.
Glad you appreciated it Phyllis, yes from time to time we all need a break. Cheers!
A POET taking a Hiatus, good luck! Our Muse would never allow it so. Our thoughts and scrambled minds forever flowing with words that need release from it’s grip. Although I must say Tony, your eloquence of finery displayed in these stanzas reveal a pleasurable concoction of flying free indeed. Well penned from your soaring pen sir. Bravo, now go take a break;-))
I always feel guilty when I do, so the only breaks I have is when I am responsible to something else. It limits my time but I’d rather post than sleep. My bad! Cheers my friend.