Tag: Love

Invitation

Walk with me along the blackthorn path
though narrow it is with arms that slash and prick.
Tempted you will be to turn back from their wrath
yet persevere! Peonies are there to perfume the picnic!

Fine food have I fixed
and there are candlesticks!
Nothing has been spared
and

in its naivete

my heart has dared
to proclaim my love
for you there

Love Undying

The bluebells!
The bluebells!
How my heart
swells to
bursting now
recalling how
with such
tenderness
their delicate
fingers
traced and draped
the nape
of the
river’s
neck.
How can one
forget
such innocent
loveliness
and yet
they are
no more,
enraptured
by the
heart of
Spring
they fled
with him,
leaving me
bereft
and the
forest floor
an abhorrent
wasteland
of poison
vines
but in my
minds eye
the bluebells,
demure and
pure as
the azure
sky . . .

Forever the bluebells