Looking up, the hillside, the magnificence
the peek, the glory, the exuberance
Across the pitted folds of rocks
gleaming towards the skyline
all a deep red
so very vibrant
The golden light shining, climbing
dripping with excitation
Among the redness
grey patches
screaming trepidation
of a potential pleasure
A pretty silver sparkle, shining through
smiling, so sweetly, with a natural joy
Monday, 30 April 2012
Sunday, 29 April 2012
Reveries of an Imaginary Landscape No. 23 – A Moment of Cold
A momentary freezing flash
bringing the unexpected
a soft shower from above
Quickly everything looks anew
cast in pristine modern clothes
sleek and snug, and fleeting
The bright white snow fading to slush
filled with trepidation, tears
yearning for the new
Below grey stone peeks through
encouraging the thaw
soothing, caressing and coaxing
The new blue water trickles
dripping carelessly at first
and then in bright sparkling rivulets
bringing the unexpected
a soft shower from above
Quickly everything looks anew
cast in pristine modern clothes
sleek and snug, and fleeting
The bright white snow fading to slush
filled with trepidation, tears
yearning for the new
Below grey stone peeks through
encouraging the thaw
soothing, caressing and coaxing
The new blue water trickles
dripping carelessly at first
and then in bright sparkling rivulets
Saturday, 28 April 2012
Reveries of an Imaginary Landscape No. 22 – A Wild Flower
Sneaky, vibrant
a golden smile
laughing, carefree
poking through the undergrowth
All around wilderness
the long vistas
the distant wood
the horizon staked with green
Looking furtive, efflorescent
the petals fluttering in the floating breeze
rocking in joy
with that so cheeky smile
a golden smile
laughing, carefree
poking through the undergrowth
All around wilderness
the long vistas
the distant wood
the horizon staked with green
Looking furtive, efflorescent
the petals fluttering in the floating breeze
rocking in joy
with that so cheeky smile
Friday, 27 April 2012
Reveries of an Imaginary Landscape No. 21 – Hidden Panorama
A blue mist, breathless in the night air
sensuous, enveloping, fresh
masking the luxuriant undergrowth
There a white flower in full display
the mist thrown aside for one glorious brief moment
then it's gone, never to return
sensuous, enveloping, fresh
masking the luxuriant undergrowth
There a white flower in full display
the mist thrown aside for one glorious brief moment
then it's gone, never to return
Thursday, 26 April 2012
Reveries of an Imaginary Landscape No. 20 – For a Day
The crisp black lines glinting
vibrant in the winter sunshine
the dark rocks sharp, steep
almost shining in their metallic glory
Clustered, almost imperceptibly, tiny red flowers
these caught between the crevices
alive for one joyful day
and casting a purple shadow
At nightfall all that remains
the glinting blackness
vibrant in the winter sunshine
the dark rocks sharp, steep
almost shining in their metallic glory
Clustered, almost imperceptibly, tiny red flowers
these caught between the crevices
alive for one joyful day
and casting a purple shadow
At nightfall all that remains
the glinting blackness
Tuesday, 24 April 2012
Reveries of an Imaginary Landscape No. 19 – Evening Florescence
A pale yellow flower
with the perfume of the spheres
casts its light gloriously
Tempting
so very tempting
With darkness it becomes one
united briefly in a perfect joy
a new life, a new dawn
Forever
with me foreve
with the perfume of the spheres
casts its light gloriously
Tempting
so very tempting
With darkness it becomes one
united briefly in a perfect joy
a new life, a new dawn
Forever
with me foreve
Monday, 23 April 2012
Reveries of an Imaginary Landscape No. 18 – Solids Together
Chrome sparkles among the sand
glittering in silver and white
A cool red fades nearby
all ready for a new adventure
Will they touch
will the coalesces
they want to
so, so much
They do touch
repel
touch again
tentative
Ultimately they intermingle
hesitant at first
displaying glorious unknown colours
Now vibrant, luxuriant
growing, swallowing
joyful, bold
Becoming one pure soul
of energy and exuberance
a bright lightning shiver
Enveloped the heat subsides
becoming a cosy afterglow
And then still
so perfectly still
A memory
glittering in silver and white
A cool red fades nearby
all ready for a new adventure
Will they touch
will the coalesces
they want to
so, so much
They do touch
repel
touch again
tentative
Ultimately they intermingle
hesitant at first
displaying glorious unknown colours
Now vibrant, luxuriant
growing, swallowing
joyful, bold
Becoming one pure soul
of energy and exuberance
a bright lightning shiver
Enveloped the heat subsides
becoming a cosy afterglow
And then still
so perfectly still
A memory
Sunday, 22 April 2012
Reveries of an Imaginary Landscape No. 17 – Awaiting Purple Rain
Purple, hundreds of purples
flowering, blooming, ripe
spreading in effervescence
The sandy earth waiting
for little drops of purple drifting down
and slowly blanketing the terrain
The darkening petals dancing to the lightest tune
tempted, ever tempted to jump
never to return
flowering, blooming, ripe
spreading in effervescence
The sandy earth waiting
for little drops of purple drifting down
and slowly blanketing the terrain
The darkening petals dancing to the lightest tune
tempted, ever tempted to jump
never to return
Saturday, 21 April 2012
Reveries of an Imaginary Landscape No. 16 – Low Summer Sunshine
A fleeting shaft of orange dances among the grey
it falls to the ground, wantonly, gloriously
and is forever disregarded
A clear wisp of white falls among the greens
swallowing the pale, drinking in the dark and vibrant
an everlasting reminiscence
Purple eruptions among the red
diving deep into pure clear refreshment
those gold rings caressing
it falls to the ground, wantonly, gloriously
and is forever disregarded
A clear wisp of white falls among the greens
swallowing the pale, drinking in the dark and vibrant
an everlasting reminiscence
Purple eruptions among the red
diving deep into pure clear refreshment
those gold rings caressing
Friday, 20 April 2012
Reveries of an Imaginary Landscape No. 15 – Springtime Meadow
Moist patches among the fresh grass
blossoming, glistening, sparkling
soft pliant under foot
under the gentle tread of those strolling
Eyes half closed against the morning sun
the delicate rays exhilarating
quietly relaxing among the drying grass
an exquisite bed for slumber
blossoming, glistening, sparkling
soft pliant under foot
under the gentle tread of those strolling
Eyes half closed against the morning sun
the delicate rays exhilarating
quietly relaxing among the drying grass
an exquisite bed for slumber
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