Petals

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A bad day
lasted
a thousand years.
In the dying
of a flower I cried
for the petals- –
dust.- -Just like the one
single breath you pocketed
in the failing light.
Now you know
even shadows bleed
over dying flowers.
Ghosts stir endlessly
waiting for spring
– -its re-birthing, an
unconditional thing.
What’s one breath,
but air.  Shadows
move even in failing
light- -a ballet, night
drifts on silent wings
while embers spark
the sky.  I remain- –
all petals on stone
letting go
                 a sigh.

 
Copyright 2011, by Suzie Ashby.

This Tenderness

 

Magic dancers- –
candle flames sputter,
rising higher- -higher,
spellbound by the fire
your lips find mine
in the glowing.
Knowing the strength
of love’s weakness- –
and destiny a twilight river
– -we flow gently
in a sinuous trance.
Their vermeil veil
wraps us,
rapture- -bliss- –
our tenderness
quilts winter’s chill
in the muted light
of magic dancers.
Night goes whispering.

Copyright 2010, by Suzie Ashby.

Thunder is Lonelier

 

It is not the rain
of summers past
that wash away long nights
but the memories

The dreams condensed
inside each crystal drop
and the realization- –
the thunder is even lonelier

that floods the soul
with waves of comfort
and shortens the night
with a song- -softly.

Copyright 2010, by Suzie Ashby.

Night

Shards of sundown
splinter the tree line
with purple-blue twilight.
Trees- -black in the distance
arc against the shadows,
like an old man
bent against the wind.

Night- -inevitable
settles in around me,
a silent lover.

Copyright 2010, by Suzie Ashby.

Angel Eyes

We lay beneath warm
night skies.- -Moon’s vaporous glow
pools liquid pearl beads
on your skin.- -I marvel so,
the strength of your back.
You stir- -settle- -a feather
next to me on night
wind’s sigh.- -Your gentle breathing
lulls me to the calm
of your heart’s whispered beating.
In violet dreams
I swim the sea of your eyes,
angel- -in the fire
of your golden soul.

Copyright 2010, by Suzie Ashby.