Solitude

Solitude
dark morning
Earth yawns
painted autumn
skeletal trees claw
sky- -purple, peach
light comes
quickly
frost glistens
I listen- –
solitude
in waves
light and color
flow brilliant

Copyright 2010, by Suzie Ashby.

Love Notes

Afloat
a flat bottom boat
silent, but for your breathing
– -a slow rhythmic tune
playing love notes
in my heart
echoing gentle kisses
in the chamber
your eyes my looking-glass
for love

Copyright 2010, by Suzie Ashby.

Crystal Cavern

Handsome,
a candle flickers warm
in your gaze- -I am
held there- -peering in.
We waltz in your crystal
cavern heart- -circles
and laughter.
Dripping silver trickles
down your arm feeding
love between the lines.
Paper ages in ways
unconditional love
will never know.
Hand me the need
I see in the flame- –
tangible- -red,
a key on a chain
for my pocket- -will
let me in safely.  I’ll be
pink raspberry
fudge on your tongue
– -melting love.

Copyright 2010, by Suzie Ashby.

Reasons

I’ve only had two
this morning- –
reasons for crying
come easy
before dawn,
dreaming
– -happy times
long since gone.

Copyright 2010, by Suzie Ashby.

Soft Moment

Angelic sweet Anne
babe so soft- -fragile
sleeping at my breast
and you, her father
next to me
– -the moment
pre-dawn

Outside
snowflakes feather slowly
– -quilted tufts
compose purple-blue sonnets
mounding on trees
of pine and fir
edging the cabin in
nature’s crystal perfection
– -white
collects frosty portholes
in this storm

But the cold wont reach us
– -here- –
wrapped in your arms
                                   love- –
your strength contents us both
– -together
we absorb the warm

“Soft Moment” was first published in 1986,
in Z-Miscellaneous, a small Lit. Mag. of the time.

Settling In

His eyes touch me
– -green-brown forest magic
sparks a yearning deep inside
why hide from this
wild tribal vibe
assaulting my senses- -electric
pulses collide- -exploding neurons
burst- -blossoming sweet violets

I settle in- -snuggly
– -a safe settling into the warmth
between dark satin sheets of lashes
wondering how long
this slow devouring
will last- -hoping forever
needing eternity

Anticipating the inevitable
meandering exploration
lures me to the edge
of certain love drug madness
slowly- -gently- -slowly
he begins cutting new trails
– -to my heart
mapping- -untangling
my vinyard refuge
inside.

Copyright 2010, by Suzie Ashby.

Nestled

Trees weep brilliant hues
brisk wind defies darkened peace
your arms my haven
amid ranting frozen rage
crystal white billows
outside- -I nestle in you
legs entwined we sleep
warm- -breathing in unison
we soften the storm

Copyright 2010, by Suzie Ashby.