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I rest my eyes in those boughs
by Shirin SwiftForests raise us to their cheeks and to their cheeks we adhere,
where branches raise our lips to theirs as they do, so shall we disappear;
I rest my eyes in those boughs, see a tear of foliage reappear
and a kiss of sky, I make a ladder of your vows, return
humanity's twigs to the fire, that I may endure. 10/16/2006 Posted on 10/16/2006
Copyright © 2024 Shirin Swift
| Member Comments on this Poem |
| Posted by Leslie Ann Eisenberg on 10/17/06 at 06:47 AM this is stunning. great form and line, love the rhythm, not one off note. awesome, natural rhyme, and just omigod amazing images. will come back to visit this piece many more times. just delicious, begging to be read aloud! welcome to pathetic! PK |
| Posted by Michelle Angelini on 10/29/06 at 02:52 AM I love this. It's as if a wood nymph is dancing through the leaves, with a garland of flowers in her hair. She's scattering leaves and love in her path. The repetition of syllables, exact and slant rhyme add so much interest to this short poem. Wonderful. ;-)
~Chelle~ |
| Posted by William Brunk on 01/26/10 at 09:39 PM leaves you captured in a second.
nice write |
| Posted by Philip F De Pinto on 05/27/10 at 12:45 PM metaphor by any other name never metaphored as sweet, this treat for the senses. |
| Posted by George Hoerner on 05/27/10 at 01:14 PM This is such a wonderful write. And we pay all to little homage to nature. |
| Posted by Max Bouillet on 06/09/10 at 01:39 PM The natural imagery in this piece is amazing. It almost seems as though we are lost puzzle pieces out of synch with nature because of our humanity. I will keep thinking about this one. Thanks for sharing! |
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