Aesthetica Poetica ~ Violet Moon Poetry

Monday, 2 November 2015

Butterflies

intoxicated by your scent

I breathe you deeply in

my head upon your rise and fall

I hear your heartbeat sing

echoing the love I feel

your beat and mine collide

bursting into butterflies

our love adorns the skies

Stuff!

You can have

never enough

of all the stuff;

you think

you so

desperately need

Perfectly Imperfect

I'm perfectly imperfect

It's your choice..

you can love me

or you can hate me

Night's Painter

Night's Painter's palette, mixing things anew

Brushstrokes, shading; letting colours imbrue

Tie-dying the sky with pastel hued clouds

Heralding with tone, change of season proud

Golden lace cloud-waves dawn upon the sky

From the sponge in hand, paint begins to cry

Crimson starred-smoke streaks; trails

from heaven's wake

Rainbow rivered-droplets blot as day breaks

(Image of John Tierney's paint palette http://www.holyisland.moonfruit.com/)

Sunday, 1 November 2015

Why?

night's chill breeze echoes

loudly the absence of you

- both beneath same sky

#senryu #micropoetry

Wednesday, 21 October 2015

How Many Lost Souls Cry Out Tonight?

How many lost souls cry out tonight?

Thousands of hearts' fragmented plight,

breaking in two beyond the light;

hiding in fear's shadows... out of sight

Tormented minds endlessly churning

Rivers of tears; molten lava falling

Memory's cruel whispers' torridly taunting

Ignored, desperate pleas... lovers calling

Heartbreak-venom pulsing around veins

Splintered dreams piercing sleep's fragile veil

Insomnia sick, into the abyss they sail

Praying reconciliation... but to no avail

Sunday, 18 October 2015

Forest Nymph

Before I bed down on autumn's mellifluous, deft patchwork;

snuggly, within crimson, saffron, magenta, burnt-orange hues

I first take time to revel in the resplendent fall's sunlight;

ebulliently savouring my last, sweet, luscious honeyed-dew

For my secure winter-bed, it does beckon sagaciously,

though the succulent, ripe, jewelled forest-fruits do bid me stay

My eyes steal a frame of the azure, crystalline horizon

Finally, deep into hibernation's... slumber I stray