Longing rides me like a weightless child (revised)

Sifting down
soft
cool
falling powder of a raining wonder
Soft like snow,
though heavier for all intent and depth
And scented faintly with promise and a little hope
Sweet in evening,
and warming with the sun
until the scent ascends to reach farther afield
and drifts to meet the moments of transfiguration
of shifting light of cloud sweet brightness,
tainted softly by reflection of the world below

Hope and sunsets fade
leave only haunting imagery
and the beauty of the mystery
which wraps its lovely cloak of freedom all around the ones that know

And in the moment next…
a universe of otherness -
an unknown
always passed beyond the present -
whispers softly into morning from the star enlightened evening before
And new days begin and slide into sun filled sustenance
with gifts of breeze and marbled rock and dragonfly
to sweeten all the longing
The silent companion riding snugly
tended to and warmly loved as if a weightless child
A waif brought from the wild until it fades…
that longing

Siren called and echoed across some vast cool space
And the whisper on your face
says walk to light again
and feel the sun bathe pale, cool skin

— Cloudthings, Feb 17, 2009

About This Poem

About the Author

Region, Country: Australia, regional Victoria, AUS

Favorite Poets: So many... Rumi, Spike Milligan, Keats. Many of the Neopoet clan, past & present. A myriad of song writers, Dylan, Jackson Browne, Lior, & I must add the poetic influence of painters, sculptors & creators across the world... Life really, especially the sky.

Critiques

Nordic cloud

17 years 3 months ago

I am sifting, falling, powdery, scents,

warm, reflection below, sunsets... I am diaphanously floating in an unreal watery, sun-filled landscape of the imagination, mesmerised by sounds and sights.. whisperings and glinting star-filled mornings, marble-cold, dragonfly free... weightless, echoing..... released into the now of the atmosphere. Oh bliss. Ann

Cloudthings

17 years 3 months ago

Oh to dance in the hearts & minds of others - you are a blessing

Oh Ann, you make me smile so! It's a delight; I do love your responses always. & I feel you are a lovely fan, as I am of yours... such a gorgeously generous woman, & such a lovely way with words... I love the way we play off each other currently you more than me since I am always pushed for time here or sleep deprived! But I want to say THANK you for meeting the essence in the things I write it is a lovely thing to actually finally express these things after so many years of thinking they would all just rot sitting in my books after I die... here they are given wings... dragonflies, butterflies, moths & cumbersome beetles, pterodactyl, eagles, doves & swallows, sneaky mozzies (Oz for mosquitoes), graceful lark & albatross, even bats & vultures (if I am brave they might!!!) & they, by the grace of your kindness, are able to dance in the hearts & minds of others... You are a blessing Ms Ann... I adore you! I am fond of this almost nonsensical piece... it was a raw expression of the recent "virgin" poetical interaction (I mentioned earlier with my long distance budding love)... he sent me poems & the joy of being able to interact in such a way with someone was such a wonderful liberation... this just fell out of me as we were corresponding quite spontaneously... It is a new thing for me to interact poetically & I am completely enamoured by it. But Ann I so love what you have written in response xx Anni May I wish to walk gracefully..... so as not to spill water.