Release the refrain
Temper your heart pumping in your chest
crack the latch
release the draft of the refrain
Release the draft of the refrain
spare your temper for the
passion pulsing
In your heart,
pumping in your chest
the racket trace
of love strike
Spare your temper
for the conflagration
of the blend of all
all freed by the opened latch
on the chest,
drifting on the current
of the draft
freed of the sinister string
by lightning crack of
celestial temper,
Spare not a single refrain of love
trace the strike of
destiny dancing
flow
on the clear current
into your life
began tense, then smoothed and calmed 'on the clear current'....I love to feel the poetry, and I did
ReplyDelete"fear not the racket"
ReplyDeleteWise advice, but not always to follow!
Seven Farewells to San Miguel
Wow, unusually good pacing. I really liked it.
ReplyDeleteThe life of a lightening bolt? From whip crack to lingering ozone smell...this is what I thought of. Nicely wordled.
ReplyDeleteI've continued a story verse:
http://julesgemsandstuff.blogspot.com/2012/06/sunday-whirl-61-making-connections.html