- Non-Erotic Poetry
- Sheltering Storm
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Click hereThe plink of raindrops drip upon the roof,
corrugated tin shines in washed moonlight,
as if the falling darkness needed proof
of seasons measured turning dark to bright
while Mozart's Divertimento sings soft,
hums through evening new as lullabies
to dark shapes of books and your face aloft
murmurs mouth whispers to lips, lashes, eyes
closed caught or lost in drifts of rain or skin,
tender pressed in prelude to building thrash
as limbs collide like worlds heated within
the spark of lightning and the thunder’s crash.
Then storm’s allayed in black blanketed deep.
The music plays and voices fade to sleep.
- COMMENTS
Sappholoversalmost 20 years agoI like the way the poem weaves in a musical reference and returns to that note at the end. The poem has some hum to it, but a few minor off-notes, especially in opening line, which sounds better to me as "The plink of raindrops on...." with no need to use "drip."
*Catbabe*almost 20 years agoBeautiful job, Ange. When do we write the giraffe sonnet? ; )
Liaralmost 20 years agoMasterfully rendered. I wish I could do anythign close to that.
jthserraalmost 20 years agorich with wonderful images and sounds. There are a few slight metric breaks, that don't detract from the poem. The rhyme was subtle and worked well. All in all an excellent poem.
jim : )
Maria2394almost 20 years agois a sonnet, right? oh, this is the only thing poetic that makes me green with envy, that you are so ungoshly gifted with form, makes me wanna try so much harder :)
thanks for this beautiful song :hugs:
