her head softly pillowed,
Even with her fading sight,
she gathered in the gold.
Give me silks and satin,
velvets, even cotton,
Let me arrange the palette,
in blues and orange autumn.
Do you see the sky behind me?
Or do I mean the sea?
Do you feel the tempest?
Do you see beyond me?
One dark shadow, yet to overcome -
Can you hear it in my heart?
That faintly murmuring, faltering drum,
that stops, and starts.
© Shaista Tayabali, 2012
image prompt: Jan Steen, 1665, from magpie tales
I want to feel and her your heartbeat.
ReplyDeleteI can! Loud and clear.
Thump thump thump Thump.
It is like you are a cloak of invisibility, allowing all the light and color through.
ReplyDeleteMay your heart beat surer and clearer with each passing day.
Hiya Shaista, This is beautiful.Lovely sentiment weaving through and I admire your use of language.
ReplyDelete'One dark shadow, yet to overcome ' My favorite line.
ReplyDeleteSo beautiful, that shining heart!
ReplyDeleteA lovely poem.
ReplyDelete'One dark shadow, yet to overcome -
ReplyDeleteCan you hear it in my heart?
That faintly murmuring, faltering drum,
that stops, and starts.'
Lovely lovely!
Anna :o]