English: Limestone Boulder. Summit of Warton Crag. Pockets in the rock provide a home for herbs. (Photo credit: Wikipedia)
Continuous rain a blessing- –
no words from heaven
to moisten dry spaces
where my love and herbs
wont grow.
A word barrel full of rain
never has much to say.
English: Bristlecone Pine on dolomite, White Mountains, California. (Photo credit: Wikipedia)
Bristlecone pine
atop granite spire- –
my perch
all thought
beyond this
a blur
I listen
to all things
natural
view things- -eyes closed
I feel them
filling me up
senses saturated
with tranquil light
smell, touch, sound- -wisdom
has no bounds
spoken in silences
deeper
louder
than any
cloud burst
can sing
I open wide
my being
Copyright 2013, by Suzie Ashby.
English: Afternoon stroll (Photo credit: Wikipedia)
I need
to stroll through
the peaceful
mountain
valley
of you- –
gather up
a few smiles- –
flowers of thought- –
energy electric- –
I want to
linger
in your light- –
bright heart- –
dance
in the shower
of rushing
falling love
spilling
blue-gold droplets
of serenity
over me- –
I could sleep
there
in your magic.
Man,
you lure me
into
the mystery
of you.
Come- –
stroll with me- –
in all directions
love grows- –
without condition.
Copytight 2013, by Suzie Ashby.
English: Summer Flowers. (Photo credit: Wikipedia)
white linens billow
against a green
backdrop
flowers bounce
swaying- –
their upturned faces
bright paint splotches
glowing in golden sun- –
children smile
in shades of melon
and sun fire red
glowing
through blue
water- –
Summer smiles
through the sorrow
in your eyes- –
searching for
your own piece
of peace within,
without speaking
your wishes or wants
coming in
and stepping out
of loss- -summer
isn’t really cold- –
hold on to that
I’ll give you
moonlight blue butterflies
and okra blossom kisses- –
little summer blessing smiles- –
dawning a new fire
to sparkle your eyes- –
patchwork pieces
of peace for you
in the shifting
of long days
running
through summer
searching.
Inspired by the Peter Gaberiel song “In Your Eyes”, one of the 1980’s goodies.
Poem Copyright 2013, by Suzie Ashby.
Cocoa Beach Sunset (Photo credit: JessicaGarbe)
Warm salty breeze,
heavy- -moist,
buffets my body- –
a divine sweet wine
I take in sipped breaths
and savor.
Silver moon sparks
across rolling waves- –
suddenly spent lovers
crashing- -lying down
in a rushing hush,
energy aglow.
Silence
broken only by
tidal love’s urgent surge
bursting my heart
giving and taking,
pushing- -pulling,
its steady breathing my
constant companion tonight.
Alone on a balcony
I take in Cocoa Beach,
make it a part of me- –
future trinket
for my memory box.
With gossamer wings
I would fly slowly
over the glittered
charcoal horizon- –
listening to wind
rushing in the night,
become bright moon
sparks bursting, or
swoop low
over cooling sand
strewn with glassy shells
seeking a 3:00 a.m
lonely hearted love.
Although,
I am content
absorbing solitude
simply to be- –
me.
Copyright 2013, by Suzie Ashby.
honeyed- –
golden morning
dancing rainbows
tiny clowns laugh
radiant- –
warm, bright
little blessings
– -hummingbird love- –
joyous love
my heart
glows
Photograph Courtesy of pdphotos.org.
Poem Copyright 2013, by Suzie Ashby.
Electric Blue Phalaenopsis Orchid (Photo credit: cobalt123)
Cool emergence- –
intense dense gray
drapery brushes
against an earthy canvas,
blocking sun’s
impatient burning- –
no blue to cue
an artist’s dreams.
Earth settles
in thick folds
for a stirring
caress- -rain’s
silver hue pooling
in parched hollows.
This spring awakening
I’ve emerged entranced- –
stark contrasts lure me.
I unfurl my
blue orchid petals- –
inspiration for you.
I am open- -eager
to stir spring’s colors
deep within you,
sharing the pattering
rain- -a trickling
infusion
of wild orchid
in full bloom.
Copyright 2013, by Suzie Ashby.
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