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Meravigliosamente

by Maria Massarella


   

 

Meravigliosamente

She speaks of smoky grays
iridescent blacks and azure-gold
mention the rhetoric of spirit
rising with the morning sun
its fiery radiance stretching
reds into her skies merging
sleeplessness with awakenings
wearing its devoted kiss

On a dancers whim entering this day
twirling the breeze on fingertips
waltzing with loves embrace
this song celebrates the world

The stillness of silence floats
around the garden of her heart
eyes in yellows reds and iris hues
behold what life may bring
while September comes too soon

m.a



04/05/2008

Author's Note:

meravigliosamente is 'wonderful-ly' in Italian... the journal had been titled so because the morning was meravigliosamente Spring and mine was the joy immense to be in it... lovelight&peace

background photo by maria ... It is blurred barely visible but in the photo there is a ladybug gifted me by Cristina, the roses by Katia, the writing paper (from Florence) a gift from Graziella ... Breathe (m.a says) ... this page is impregnated with

Posted on 04/24/2008
Copyright © 2024 Maria Massarella

Member Comments on this Poem
Posted by Kristina Woodhill on 04/24/08 at 02:44 PM

I want to hear you say the title - I suspect it rolls off the tongue with the same beauty as this poem. My favorite line - "twirling the breeze on fingertips." Thank you!

Posted by Quentin S Clingerman on 04/29/08 at 01:08 AM

She writes with baited breath, this m.a. From springs of romantic streams Gifts of surreal, but lifegiving dreams And so always to her amazement I'm sure Comes wonderful-ly filled words and pure

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