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Vision of the Sleeping Eve
by Ryan NardiA body lies naked
under a cherry tree,
sun mottled,
leopard like;
arms outstretched
yet softly folded
under head and neck;
legs delineate
Apollo's bow.
Ironically,
that golden nocking
lures my mind
and calls me in to draw it
while from behind
Cupid's gilded dart
pushes through flesh
into my heart.
The fever in my blood
now pushes tiger breath
through teeth.
My eyes run dry as I weep
over the prettiness Eve.
She stirs from sleep,
brown locks like autumn willow
branches in the breeze
part around a blink
which shortly
and unconsciously
snap shut
and trap me in their dream.
04/25/2010 Posted on 04/25/2010
Copyright © 2024 Ryan Nardi
| Member Comments on this Poem |
| Posted by Julie Adams on 04/25/10 at 10:35 PM I adore this poem, it's primal nature, it's imagery, the style is lovely and the flow at once both unexpected and tantric...loved every stanza, truly, but the first and last are magical...a pleasure to read you. I look forward to more! Happy writing/reading...peace, jewels xo |
| Posted by Charlie Morgan on 04/26/10 at 12:40 AM ...ryan this stout...it thick with inner drama and i felt squeezed[like python]more into the scene, i was in it too and didn't know it 'til you blinked...a pleasure to have read this...moving--in all the right places. |
| Posted by Charlie Morgan on 04/26/10 at 12:43 AM ...my OCD kicked-in and so: here's the "is" from the first sentence and here is the apostrophe s from the second sentence " ' " also here's an "a" that i left out of my bracketed note...other than that, how's the weather? |
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