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The Beholders Eye

by JD Clay

 

Gently pulling at the mug

Raw-sugared and piping hot

Drawing the tiny whirlpool

Of creame to my lips

Sunrise splitting the Laguna Range

 

When you awake

We’ll share the dole of day

Sweetened cakes and coffee too

If only in mind’s eye to find

The beauty in all things

 

Although the wicker chaise

Adjacent mine appears

To never have been occupied

Spirit proclaims otherwise

Perfume in its hair

 

A prismatic crystal hangs

At pergola’s end and I

Wistfully watch the daggered light

Dance across the portico

In its silent dress

 

I love you as I love that light

Seven times the spectral hue

With empty arms I dance with you

On the summersaire and kiss

The crumb cake from your cheek

 

 

 

 

 

~ jadi

 

 

 

 

07/29/2005

Author's Note: For m.a ~ grazie!

Posted on 07/31/2005
Copyright © 2019 JD Clay

Member Comments on this Poem
Posted by Graeme Fielden on 07/31/05 at 02:12 PM

You place romance into the most (seemingly) normal happenstance in this well-penned piece, Jadi...Word-master...Itís always a pleasure to see a new post.

Posted by Morgan D Hafele on 07/31/05 at 02:22 PM

it felt like a dance with the morning. fresh and beautiful.

Posted by Chris Sorrenti on 07/31/05 at 03:16 PM

Ditto on the other comments jadi. Truly beautiful poetry in its construction and expression. Each word strongly contributing to the whole.

Posted by Heide McAlister-Bates on 07/31/05 at 05:44 PM

Mmmm - lovely.

Posted by Charles E Minshall on 08/01/05 at 04:53 AM

Wow! Jadi pretty nice poem....Charlie

Posted by Quentin S Clingerman on 08/01/05 at 12:03 PM

Eloquently and wistfully romantic. Great phrasing and describing. Choice of font very effective for the subject matter.

Posted by Mara Meade on 08/01/05 at 01:03 PM

Breathtaking in its gentleness, in its observations, in the Being.

Posted by Amy Niggel on 08/01/05 at 01:51 PM

Such a beautiful poem, made me long to be up early watching the sunrise over the mountains again. *sigh* just so beautiful.

Posted by Ulyss Rubey on 08/01/05 at 05:37 PM

A beautifully painted dance, with a lost love...or perhaps one never found.

Posted by Michael Faraday on 08/02/05 at 12:59 AM

masterfully written!

Posted by Carolyn Coville on 08/02/05 at 01:05 PM

jd - what a sweet, vivid picture your words create; i feel as if i'm watching a nostalgic memory of the two of you..simply beautiful

Posted by Ashok Sharda on 08/02/05 at 04:30 PM

Yes, its always the beholders eye where reflects the joy and beauty transcending space and time.

Posted by David R Spellman on 08/03/05 at 02:18 AM

Such wonderful, enticing and beautiful imagery in this JD. Accompanied by the wistful yet evocative emotion, it enraptures the spirit that reads and nods its head - Ah, to be so! Marvelous!!!

Posted by Mary Ellen Smith on 08/03/05 at 02:40 AM

Exquisite!

Posted by Sarah Graves on 08/03/05 at 02:42 AM

A beautiful representation of a softer side of you. You invite the reader into this restless world, only for two. Exceptional work.

Posted by Rula Shin on 08/03/05 at 02:39 PM

Soft and dream-like, almost haunting if not for the light that glows from within, radiating all that surrounds him, the physical emptiness only as real as the mind's eye allows it to be, as real as the spiritual fullness within his heart, "Weíll share the dole of day...Sweetened cakes If only in mindís eye to find The beauty in all things" - I find this poem to be filled with a quality of humanity that is so rarely visible to the common observer. Amidst all the hatred and pain and guilt and anger, amidst all the pride and prejudice and all the sadness of loss... here is the LIGHT which resides within, tapped, brought forth to caress the breath of life back into the spirit, "Companionless Iíll dance with you On the summersaire and kiss The crumb cake from your cheek" - Why are we so blind to what we are capable? Blind to what beautiful impressions lie within us waiting to be embraced...this is simply gorgeous JD, the scene is ALIVE. And so is the subject.

Posted by Maureen Glaude on 08/11/05 at 01:53 AM

I don't know how I missed this one, but glad I found it now. The word choice and respect, the finesse, so eloquent. There's a uniqueness here that is very special - truly a magical tribute.

Posted by Glenn Currier on 08/15/05 at 03:47 AM

I love what Maria said above. She is right on. One of the things I like about this piece is the sense of place and the gentle beauty of its human inhabitants so softly said here. The fourth stanza is masterful and lovely. Thanks for a needed lift from my numbness at the end of day.

Posted by Michele Schottelkorb on 09/22/05 at 12:21 PM

JD, this is mesmerizing... oh, i have too many beautiful and yearning things to say about this piece (and i love the font)... like a warm familiar blanket, i am wrapped in it's seductive, ethereal charms (although left a tiny bit sad, for those that are not physical)... my POTD pick today... absolutely excellent... blessings...

Posted by Graeme Fielden on 10/16/05 at 11:31 AM

this is a wonderfully ambient piece, subtly sensual piece, Jadi. A wonderful choice for POTD.

Posted by Michelle Angelini on 10/16/05 at 09:42 PM

Congratulations on POTD jadi. It's beautiful, visual, delicate, and I can feel it in all my senses.
~Chelle~

Posted by Steven Kenworthy on 11/28/05 at 05:55 AM

the attention to romantic detail here reminds me of an intelligent french movie. capturing the moment's intricacies is the most priceless thing a memory can do. a wonderful poem reminding us all that true love exists.

Posted by Elizabeth Jill on 04/23/06 at 03:55 AM

Oh how precious so precious - in the reading I can taste the cake. I found this in a friend's Favorites...and am so glad I met this poem!

Posted by Anne Howe on 07/09/06 at 05:00 PM

Who could fail to 'watch' this wonderfully evocative poem.

Posted by Alisa Js on 12/18/06 at 10:09 PM

What an incredibly love song from the soul.. hauntingly beautiful... indeed..;-)

Posted by Maria Massarella on 10/21/07 at 07:36 AM

To watch the prismatic crystal dance its light in silent dress is to behold your words write themselves in the air ad infinitum Ė each sparkle a kiss - my everbreath revelling in the wonderfilled beauty of it all. How could one voice what of this poem is dearest when a crumb for me has never been the same. So I shall begin with saying I love the eye and what it beholds, love the grace of having shared the moment of such a paradisian inspiration. Evergrazie*maria angelina

Posted by Kathleen Wilson on 10/28/07 at 06:39 PM

From whence the swirl of such exquisite effect? ssshhh here... quiet feathered steps and touch of wing... so as not to disturb such delicious tenderness...one... the "gentle" pulling draws us in, the details even "raw" and "mug" simplicity... the delicacy of "creame" the time of "sunrise" the exactness of majesty in sight "laguna Range" "the tiny whirlpool" is the spell and we are drawn to his lips..two... the sweet "you" of the poem enters, and so personally, but since we are given view... we too become "you" invoked in this spell to "dole" (the given) and on our "awake"ning (I take this personally as my mother so fondly tells exactly this meal served to her awakening after I was born) the scope enlarges if only in "mind's eye" and to "beauty in all things" three... we become "perfume" we "occupy" intimately, given priviledged "adjacen[t]"cy... on particular "wicker chaise" ("chaise, not chair, invokes relaxation) I go further into the word itself as if to light her candle's wick (maybe just me, giggle)...four... here the "prismatic crystal" becomes my pendant tear, so beautiful these images. Such spell complete, "prismatic" is this dramatic scene-- the choice "pergola" (vine entwined covered columned passage) to "pergola's end" as covered entrance (end) to such a scene...rivals in particularly as it faces beauty of sunrise Laguna scene before our eyes....five... we all are here embraced invisibly, with direct and simple words, along with "you" ("spectral" ("seventimes" as if we are the flashes of multicolored light that dance along) and wish to wear "in summersaire" always the tempting "crumbcake" on our cheek... finally--the outdoor nature of the poem-- very strongly set, broadens ints scope, gives it spaciousness: "the beauty in all things" and the plural "beholders" invites us all to the same "eye" (I).

Posted by Kathleen Wilson on 10/28/07 at 07:58 PM

Ah... and one more tiny crumb... "Beholders Eye" we can read not descriptively but actively: "Beholders" (that is us) "Eye" (we look). The "Beholder" becomes the subject, "Eye" the verb! Exquisite... in concept, injunction and tempting invitation!

Posted by Maria Massarella on 12/21/07 at 04:18 PM

... being one who likes to linger on stepping stones today I would linger on the prismatic yours, Jadi just the space of a breath, to lightsing that never has an 'I love you' been more beautiful ... *m.a

Posted by Melissa Panther on 09/30/08 at 07:37 PM

This flows and feels like gentle meanderings of the mind...lovely.

Posted by Sam Richmond on 04/20/11 at 10:18 AM

Dear JD Clay; The Beholders Eye is titled so well. You certainly have a gift for letting the reader see your heart through your eye or more aptly, your powerful pen. This poem, to me, was soft, inviting and comforting. Sam

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