Pastel Poem by Sally Plumb Plumb
Pastel
What delicate tissue
will open your words
when she gives you love?
What doves fly
from your kissing lips?
In her grey eyes, sigh
crying rainbows,
while the sun unfolds
like a paper flower.
oh my...this is so beautiful...too beautiful it hurts......
I love this one too... you are gifted... this reminds me of a haiku.
Truly as fragile as a paper flower. Your last lines are simply superb. 10/10. Always your friend at poemhunter, Sandra
Hi Sally - A very gentle poem. There is a delicay in love which is often crushed by testosterone! The gentleness of 'Tissues' 'Doves' 'Lips'. Verse two leaves the response open ended. The sighing of her grey eyes - rainbow tears - the sun unfolding like a paper flower. It is the gentleness of the love in the poem which makes it very evocative. I came back to it time after time to try to ubderstand the resons for the sigh and the crying after her generous gift of love. It still eludes me - nevertheless I still give it a MAX. Love in poetry JOHN.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
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Enchanting and simply beautiful. The images paint a glorious picture. 10 love Karin
Thankyou, Karin, your comment is most welcome.