Frank James Ryan Jr...FjR

Gold Star - 39,885 Points (A Collectionof 90 Select Works)

Passion Be The Colour Indigo...{a Metaphorical Verse, Amour} - Poem by Frank James Ryan Jr...FjR

Bleeding-out like xylem sap,
phloem oozing from its heartwood,
rows of banely wetwood... inertia-
negotiating crooked grooves
with carved pressed spiral;
a slow and painful death
succumbing to winters rot,
and the forest grieves its friend
for a moment, then moves on;
so hard and cold can passion be.

Deep within our vascular streams
we bleed in darkest indigo
thru' the brooks of our narrowed veins,
in rivers of bloody blue,
like the wounded heart, breathless,
'less the flesh breaks open air,
transmuting like a chameleon...
to the darkest of reds.

Holding-cell for passion the human heart be,
harbouring warmth within its bundle branches;
hot pulse melting dry ice lament,
the sting, immeasurabally maddening
'til faith affords loves sweetest flame,
and sadness be but memories,
to the moist, verdant buddings-
of springs freshened breeze
ushering in- bringing forth,
heart's amorous renaissance.

- - - - - - - - - - -
Frank J. Ryan, Jr.
Copyright © 2014
All rights reserved
- - - - - - - - - - -

Comments about Passion Be The Colour Indigo...{a Metaphorical Verse, Amour} by Frank James Ryan Jr...FjR

  • Gold Star - 12,937 Points Kumarmani Mahakul (5/23/2015 7:58:00 PM)

    Excellent collocation. Nicely envisioned and presented. Many thanks. (Report) Reply

    0 person liked.
    0 person did not like.
Read all 1 comments »

Read this poem in other languages

This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.

I would like to translate this poem »

word flags

What do you think this poem is about?

Poem Submitted: Saturday, May 23, 2015

[Hata Bildir]