Poetry (pg. 3)

Poetry (pg. 3)

Venus

Venus sits on her throne horizon.
Her court of twilight fades to solar echoes;
She patiently awaits her subjects’ visual appearance.
One by one they illuminate their spaces;
Paying homage to the eastern radiance.

With Luna’s help, an extensive arena is lit.
Lucent Moonbeams seethe with ethereal faintness,
Setting the stage for the night's amusements,
Dreamlike facets are added for unique effect.
Stars' shiver their sparks to add mystification.

All substance; drugged by unearthly settings.
Creatures of Earth become prey to fascinated celestial gazes.
Antics lit by insubstantial light, partly hidden in the gray,
Unaware of their observed action,
Freely they delve in the sublime.

Streaks of cosmos ignite in veined flashes.
Trace laid out paths for her amusement,
Performing their feats with self-assured audacity,
Olympian like, in their course lies true,
Parading in spectacular fashion, a brilliant view.

© Tonya Greenlee

Wings

...to free spirits

Shadow such majestic creatures,
That rule the very sky.
Stand upon a mountain ledge,
And open arms up wide.

Throw back your head, arch your spine,
Breathe in nature’s lore.
Feel the wind blow through your hair,
Let your spirit soar.

Try to imagine, through their sight,
The beauty down beneath,
In daring dipping spirals,
Wings steady in their feat.

The exhilaration that must be felt,
To descend with reckless speed,
Fills your core with wondrous awe,
And gratifying deeds.

© Tonya Greenlee

Requisite Touch

I want to feel those lips,

Soft and tender, feather over my silky neck,

Stopping to taste here and there

Till all my breath is gone

And I have to gasp so quickly

Just to fill my lungs with air.

I want to feel those hands,

Slide up and down my arms

Warm, smooth caresses,

That strokes my imagination

Till they find their way

To tangle in my tresses.

I want to feel your body

Press up against mine,

Till nothing but you fills my mind

And the soft burning you started

Builds to a roaring, all consuming,

Out of control conflagration.

I want to bathe in your afterglow,

Peppered with your butterfly kisses,

Snuggled tight in your arms,

Warmed by your flesh against mine,

Comforted by your love,

Melded forever in your heart.

Oh, Sweet Wind

to free spirits

Oh, sweet wind,
Breeze beneath my wings and lift me,

Let me taste freedom,
Let me enjoy your coolness,

Oh, sweet wind,
Breeze beneath my wings and lift me,

Let me look down from the heavens,
Let me soar in blue skies,

Oh, sweet wind,
Breeze beneath my wings and lift me,

Let me leave my troubles,
Let me indulge in thoughtless flight,

Oh, sweet wind,
Breeze beneath my wings and lift me,

Let me choose my own destiny,
Let me be an untamed spirit,

Oh, sweet wind,
Breeze beneath my wings and lift me.

Gypsy Dancer

......to a free spirit

Swirling colors of skirt and leg,
Skin to touch, love a pledge.

Music thruming wild and free,
Untamed spirit dance in me.

Twirl me, spin me around and round,
Wrap me up in hair unbound.

Bare silken shoulders beg be kissed,
Take not the chance, this treat to miss.

Flashing smiles with easy eyes,
Colors taken from clear blue skies.

Full soft lips pout and tease,
Their inviting promise, just to please.

One heart to give, none to replace,
So careful please, of what you take.