This water is like time slipping through my fingers.
Things that once were - no more - shall never be again.
Life lives in silence and sound, smiles and tears, lingers
in petals that find themselves drifting in the rain.
It lives in blossoms of the secret and arcane.
This time is like wind over black shadows of stone,
wasted in pursuit of dreams that can never be,
remembering faces, places, wingtips, and bone,
soaring for a moment but never truly free.
It is starlight and moonlight, tinged twilight in me.
This wind is a tocsin of unfettered degrees,
a songbird's farewell over a snow-covered grave
or the moon's silvered hair in a spindle of trees
tumbling softly silent as tears in a wave.
It whispers like words for the embattled and brave.
This water is life, and I'm a daughter of rain.
Secrets unspoken are in the riverbed's depth.
Each glimmer of happiness, each steel blade of pain
is a plaintive echo in the white skull of death.
I absorb all things into my body and breath.
The morning rises in her shawl of heron blue,
floating memoirs across the river in white mist.
With branches in her hair and roots within her shoe,
she is a gypsy muse with flowers on her wrist,
skirting softly as lovers' whispers in a tryst.
I am fortified on the edge of evergreen.
The earth, water, and sky are mingled in my vein.
Time will tell the story of a great river queen
who dived beneath the sparkle of sweetest refrain
and rose on wings of clouds with a daughter of rain.
enchanting verses-you have mentally absorbed the language of nature and have translated it for the rest of us in your poetry.
A tremendous amount of information here Linda, It was beautiful a lovely poem and I thank you.
A really beautiful poem with descriptive coloration. Nice stuff.
A significant poem of the day. Congrats on your featured piece, dear Ma’am Linda........10+++❤️
The morning rises in her shawl of heron blue, floating memoirs across the river in white mist./// beautiful poetic expression; beautiful poem penned, congrats for being selected this poem as POD
Sounds of love and life! ! Musing! Daughter of rain; Showers of blessing. Thanks for sharing this poem with us.
Excellent piece of work on time..congratulations for the poem of the day
A beauty! ! Such awesomely composed. Great imagery. Shows your awesome talent as a poet. Congrats on being selected as the poem of the day. 'I am fortified on the edge of evergreen. The earth, water, and sky are mingled in my vein. Time will tell the story of a great river queen who dived beneath the sparkle of sweetest refrain and rose on wings of clouds with a daughter of rain.'... is such a wonderful stanza.10++
A well crafted poem with fresh language and imagery... impressive... very deserving of poem of the day...
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
The morning rises in her shawl of heron blue, floating memoirs across the river in white mist. With branches in her hair and roots within her shoe, she is a gypsy muse with flowers on her wrist, skirting softly as lovers' whispers in a tryst., , simply beautiful very poetic. the title itself attracts. tony