and endless nights,
daylight rationed, tiny sips
of sun-strung power chords,
played madly on my heart
when darkness swallows
brittle bones
and turns my drunkenness to
hip-deep desperation. yes,
i am intoxicated by the sun's
soft glow and there are
acres full of light-soaked sheets,
crazy sweetness
under spicy sails,
my tongue screams fire,
sun-flamed on swiss lakes,
i long for longer days 'cos
nightly magic crumbles fast,
there is no spell to moons, wrapped
in pale light, i drift
and you can't hold me
12 Comments:
some marvelous imagery claudia...a lite sensual touch but that is the season...sun soaked sheets, love em...tongue screaming fire...
Love the title and the words below underline the longing. Nights do fade don't they? Thanks for sharing.
This is so powerful it sears the heart and renders me unconscious!
wow!
"there is no spell to moons, wrapped
in pale light,"
this line is magical.
very beautiful, Claudia-- your musical nature shimmers in this one. xxxj
These words would make lovely song lyrics!
Claudia, I hear you! where are those glorious days of light and sunshine? yes, as much as the moon tries it cannot stand up to the brilliance of the sun!
beautifully written piece!
I too long for long days, especially with such a long misery filled winter, we had... Thanks for the best wishes, the edge to write is so addictive I am biting my fingers to stay away from my blog and reading the wonderful poems out there
For some strange reason i always feel the need to sit in ice cubes after reading your poetry. lol
"daylight rationed, tiny sips
of sun-strung power chords,
played madly on my heart"
"...in pale light, I drift
and you can't hold me"
Love it!
Absolutely
"daylight rationed, tiny sips
of sun-strung power chords,
played madly on my heart"
"sun-flamed on swiss lakes"
"i drift
and you can't hold me"
Wow. Claudia, this is an amazing piece.
I long for light too. It's coming round.
your emotions really shines through your work ~
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