That face I cannot
Ever forget.
figured lace
Between me and you.
Most times I saw through
Sometimes only sought...
It was THOSE clouds
Formed countenances
Never caught.
Images of you I saw tonight
Your eyes...glances...
Smiled a lot. You
Showered me with light
From way above
I felt your love
And singing a tune
Gazed at a moon
So bright tonight--
Because on it's sweet face
Those clouds of lace
Had moved away
And left you for me
In my heart--alone--to see
What I ought never forget
Beautiful lace
Beautiful face
Of you...
Posted for OSW
smiles...thats a purty kinda love you got there steve...
ReplyDeleteThis strikes me a love lost but not forgotten.
ReplyDeleteThis is really beautiful, Steve.
ReplyDeleteI love the artwork you always include with your posts!!!!
ReplyDeleteAre you putting all this beautiful poetry in a book???? You better be!
this is fantastic :)
ReplyDeleteImagine that! Steve outside at night staring at the moon. Sweet words. I'm seeing a lovely woman with a veil although that may not have been the lace you meant?
ReplyDeleteBRIAN:
ReplyDeleteSir, love is ALWAYS "kinda purty" and much more! IMO.
MONKEY MAN:
Four most important words in English: "You may be right!" (Also they are the four least-used--grin!)
TESS KINCAID:
From you Dear Lady, that rings and sings in my heart. That is whence the word-thoughts were born.
MINING FOR DIAMONDS:
Kimberly, as busy as you are--thank you SO much. NO BOOK. But I appreciate that you believe they are worthy! And as for art, I have begun to be lifted by art works. The artist has something important to say, to give, as the symphony composer, or the orchestra playing the notes. Know what I mean?
May blessings shower upon you and your huge bundle of life. PEACE!
MARGG:
ReplyDeleteOooh! You are TOO kind to me, girl! But THANKS....
MAGPIE:
Yesss, I WAS staring at the moon, while riding my scooter toward home last night. And those clouds formed a veiled face between the moon and me. They moved hardly at all, shaping the scene to form the contour of a familiar and beautiful face. And all the way home the poem formed itself--yes--as I gazed...moonstruck, you might say.
NOTE: Moments like these do NOT present themselves frequently to me. But there IS a muse hanging around in my head almost constantly. Nuff said-grin!
Sweet! Love the tender feel flowing within and through the lace. Nicely penned.
ReplyDeleteVERY NICEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE :)
ReplyDeletelove your poems
I guess your muse was struck
ReplyDeleteWith the moon and clouds wasn't luck
As here at your place
You really go through the lace
Setting a nice pace
To show a beautiful face
Like how you plant the seed
A very nice read
A lovely and tender poem.
ReplyDeleteLady Nyo
showering someone with light is a most exquisite expression..tender and serene poem steve
ReplyDeleteHi Steve,
ReplyDeleteThis is a really beautiful poem. You are very talented. It was fun hearing about the motorbikes you have had.
Cheers,
Shanae
REFLECTIONS:
ReplyDeleteLove the tender feel of your comment. Is not love--even when 'tough'--an attribute of tenderness? Thanks.
Izdiher:
Your comment also: VERY NICEEEEEEEEEEE :)
PAT HATT:
Hi, Pat. Have we met? Anyway, it's in the planting yes--but that nurturing, growing...OH, MY! NICE comment, thank you.
ASOBLIME:
Lady Nyo, we meet again! thanks for stopping by + comment!
CLAUDIA:
Always...you...MASTER Poet! Standing by to offer your encouragement--and it is well-appreciated, believe me!
SHANAE BRANHAM:
YOU have been reading also? My day is now better, sincerely. Thank you, and cheers to you also! How nice....
i like how the light becomes clear and hidden and clear, smiling, and loving. nice one shot!
ReplyDeleteA beautiful romantic write of loving ..the moon, the lace...lovely...bkm
ReplyDeleteEVERYDAY GODDESS:
ReplyDeleteElise, your words light up my evening. Thanks!
SIGNED...BKM:
Barbara, sometimes I just feel 'romantic'. Or should that read: "Sometimes--but rarely--do I not feel romantic"???--grin! But that moon will do it every time!
PEACE!
Ohhhh, you are BACK! I'm glad that was a brief hiatus. Maestro, this should be a song, don't you think??? This would be so lovely put to music.
ReplyDeleteI think you have Cessitis.
ReplyDeleteThe chief symptom of Cessitis is spewing spam.
ReplyDeleteBut I DO like spam. :) Fried, stewed, sauteed, fricasseed....
ReplyDeleteSpam.
ReplyDeleteSpam I am.
ReplyDeleteDo you like green eggs and ham?
ReplyDeleteSpam I am.
ReplyDeletefantastic.
ReplyDeletecheck out short story slam today. hope to see your participation.
I would eat it with a fiddle
ReplyDeleteI would eat it, it's no riddle
ReplyDeleteIn a spamwich, it's the middle
ReplyDeleteTry it, try it! Yes, I say
ReplyDeleteI will eat a can today!
ReplyDeleteBAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA, you are so much fun. I bow down to you. You are the king of Spam.
ReplyDeleteHi Steve... you are a word smith... amazing how you are always able to spin your words into a magical cloth to wrap around your readers.
ReplyDeleteThe picture you posted fits perfectly!
Glad I dropped by again.
Hope all is well.
Blessings
Lidj
CES ADORIO:
ReplyDeleteReally, I DO like Spam. One day we may be happy, when that is all what is left for us to eat! (Buy stock in SPAM Which AM!)
BELLA SINCLAIR:
How did we EVAH get started on this thread? (Maybe it was the 'needle'? --grin! If I am good at Spam--then you taught me well
BLUEBELL BOOKS:
What? Are you using 'comments' here to sell a book? Oh well, thanks for coming by! Hmmmmmmmmm!
LIDJ:
ReplyDeleteOh I cannot believe you arrived here tonight. God be praised. God is Good!
I "did" your blog tonight, and it made me happy to be witness to all the Grace in your life these days (And in the lives of your friends!)
Thank you so VERY much for coming by.
PEACE!
Steve
Absolutely lovely =)
ReplyDeleteI do love Spam. I wish it was cholesterol free because I will eat it everyday.
ReplyDelete... oh, I'm coming back today from my trip ... and read this beautiful poem ... it has atmosphere ... I can see it: moon ... clouds ... a beautiful face ... enveloped with delicate lace ... which may be a motif for a painting ... very nice ...
ReplyDeleteMINDLOVEMISERY:
ReplyDeleteGoing to visit you pronto! Glad you dropped in. Thanks!
CES ADORIO:
There is Cholesterol-free Spam, right? I saw some the other day, the sign read:
BUY ONE
GET ONE FREE
I assume it meant free of the crapo which clogo the veins--grin!
COSIMA:
You get probably more from my writing than I do--grin! Thank you so much Cosima, Friend!