She appeared softly into my twilight
In her trail a brilliant mane flowed
Like a cloud with myriad tiny suns and stars
An opalescent mantle of dreams and fantasies
The lanterns of past celebrations
Stood motionless and without light
She has stolen their gaiety and glow
Now hers to keep and unwilling to share
But I claim all that is hers is mine
As her whole being is mine, no other
Though captivated and enslaved
Still am her master though held in bondage
I have entrapped her in a silken cage
But she moves freely out of this velvet prison
The sturdy bars and steely nets cannot hold
This indocile lady I dare call my own
Another fascinating and well expressed poem, Eddie. Your imagery in this fine write was outstanding. Carl.
A beautiful tribute to your lady Eddie and am sure she is very proud of the love you have poured into this...... thanks for sharing with us 10 from Foy
my gosh...this is so beautiful..i really admire the construction of words as well as the combination of weak and strong expressions..you compared her to a very fragile thing while he is compared to a very strong and powerful creature..a very sweet poem and that...it reflects personality of the author..naizz
the love shown here, reminded me of the story 'beauty and the beast' a gr888t write. a ten
This is breathlessly beautiful Eddie. It is almost a fantasy, yet I feel this is a love poem for the beautiful lady you write about. The ending is stunning......10 Karin Anderson
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Mystifying and good imagery, the verses flow like a dream and the feeling is of wonder. Emotions sway like a pendulum between love and loss, not quite definite in conquest. Great write! Cynthia