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beth fwoah dream Oct 2015
as lonely as the autumn wind
sighing, full of leaves,

china skies of powder-blue,

the day is filled with golden light,
the round sun hanging lower
its soft edges acrobats of cloud.
beth fwoah dream Oct 2015
the trees settle their ghosts,
in the yellows of the sinking day
a strange wood
that waits for it to grow dark,
that sinks like a cloud
as falling leaves flood the sandy isles
with their sighs of fire,
as the trees ripple and flow
to a wind of immense breath,
rocking, floating down,
a sapphire ring left on a branch
by a girl who dreams of snow.
Oct 2015 · 1.1k
sing sweet bird
beth fwoah dream Oct 2015
sing sweet bird
carved out of light
and air,
lord of the silvering birch,
monarch of the drifting skies.
Oct 2015 · 6.9k
girl in the clouds
beth fwoah dream Oct 2015
limbs dancing
dark hair flowing
arms and legs
wound around the sky
pockets full of autumn leaves
above the rushing clouds
her heels pushed into
their misty brocades
twisting like a ghost
of the white skies
then singing on her ivy-covered swing.
the book is 29 today in
Barnes and noble irish poetry under $5 nook and I'm not even irish lol!!!! thank you to everyone who has bought it! the link is here
http://www.barnesandnoble.com/w/and-then-i-returned-to-you-you-my-poet-of-the-water-beth-st-clair/1115678228?ean=2940016506258

footnote : i put a lot of time and effort into putting poems into collections so that they would be read more. i really do think that that is what is important reading more :) without the adds into collections the poems don't get read. if there's a problem with too many adds cap it at 5 or something but yes i do try to help the poets who i like but i only have one account :)

i'm going to add one of the reasons i am at this site is because views are high and that is in all seriousness.
beth fwoah dream Oct 2015
october sings to the grey hills
where the cloud fades and drifts
into the summits
like white turrets of a purple sea
captured in the moonlight,

the moon’s chandeliers glitter
with candles.

the house is better for an open fire
plumping silk cushions
on a ragged sofa,
(they are best worn out with love)

midnight wears an evening gown.

the rain sinks into the
white walls and the
beech hedge,
has its own pitter patter
like bare feet running
through a wood,

the sky's hair is high upon her head.
just discovered my book is ranking 115 in the world under english poetry at barnesandnoble.com and 40 if you refine the search to under $5 and nook books! very, very exciting! if you want to buy it just use this link.
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Oct 2015 · 1.3k
the poetry meanders like...
beth fwoah dream Oct 2015
the poetry meanders like
a pleasant stream
singing of autumn leaves,
    
breath as tranquil as a star in
the blue night,

our margins gather space
wait for the poetry to emerge
like trembling smoke,

our love rushing to wake
to gather songs of an
october sea.
just discovered my book is ranking 115 in the world under english poetry at barnesand noble.com very, very exciting! if you want to buy  it just use this link.
http://www.barnesandnoble.com/w/and-then-i-returned-to-you-you-my-poet-of-the-water-beth-st-clair/1115678228?ean=2940016506258
Oct 2015 · 815
we lean into the night
beth fwoah dream Oct 2015
we lean into the night
like marble towers of piza
moon-petals smouldering
empty of all light
captured by the beauty of the dark
the shadows shivering their dark paints
and our minds unfolding dreams
where beautiful things sigh and unwrap
their happy golds,
where beautiful things sigh of eternities
of songs of an aching sky.
Oct 2015 · 779
vignettes.
beth fwoah dream Oct 2015
i.

memories fleet,
storms of an echoing sky,
she sings of miracles
her pockets full of stars.

ii.

a violin sings in the darkness,
ache and thunderous might
stretch across the fabrics of
a dying world,
plunge into the depths of a blue sea.


iii.

everywhere her love sings out
finding poetry unfolding
like the wings of a bird.
Oct 2015 · 904
only your love...
beth fwoah dream Oct 2015
only your love
burying me in the
tides of autumn,
conjuring lips
and steel,
singing the deep
emotional blue of our hearts.
Oct 2015 · 842
sea of mystery...
beth fwoah dream Oct 2015
sea of mystery
and dark desire,
harbour of peaceful blue,

mirrors like apple peel
twisting their reflections
into a song of me and you,

the leaves fall down,
everything falls down,
little alleyways of our love,

i promised you desire
and it was my weeping eyes,
my torn hair,
my dance in a poet's grove.
beth fwoah dream Oct 2015
i.

the quiet of the meadows
as wildflower listens to the
babbling stream,
stones washed by the silvery
water,
the sun pressing the land into ghosts.

ii.

dusk sags like a balloon
remembers a darkening sky.

iii.

it has grown late,
poetry quivers on the
windowsill,
taps nonchalantly at the door.

iv.

the clouds turn emptiness into dreams
like morning frocks billowing on a line,

the moon walks over
sings of darkness and blue smoke,

the cold starts to sink into
the crevices, conjures its ice
like brittle honeycomb.

v.

tomorrow waits like
a hungry child,
she eats our fingers
and our hands
and we let her
for we can’t bear for her to go hungry
as she carries everything of us
forward with a little push.
Oct 2015 · 1.2k
you were the last....
beth fwoah dream Oct 2015
you were the last
bird of summer

the golds of the
sun melted as you flew

wrapped to an oak-washed
sky, that slowly unravelled

you were my love
and i loved you with every

soft breath of my soul.
Oct 2015 · 1.1k
the trees like iron masts...
beth fwoah dream Oct 2015
the trees like
iron masts
ships of steel,
the leaves,
whirring and circling,
scattering the shadows of
the dark lanes
with their golden inks.
Oct 2015 · 1.0k
moon of mist
beth fwoah dream Oct 2015
moon of mist
and blue-edged
cloud,

bends to the floor,

as if the skies
dreamt
of slumbering streams.
Oct 2015 · 972
reflections
beth fwoah dream Oct 2015
it starts to grow cold
night unwraps stars
and amber moons,
the stream sings
with its silver-throated joys
and dreams of the skies
with their beautiful
dark
sorrows.
Oct 2015 · 735
night melts her leaves....
beth fwoah dream Oct 2015
night melts her leaves
on the winds
carrying the cloudy
scurry of the sky
to the cindery lanes.
Oct 2015 · 1.4k
i saw a white hart in a wood
beth fwoah dream Oct 2015
i saw a white hart in
a wood,
gorgeous before the
night he stood,
delicate, like a pearl,
wild and untamed,
a graceful flower
of the breeze
where autumn leaves
drowned their
sorrows in mossy
streams,
as surreal as stars
melting their blue
in september seas.
Oct 2015 · 1.1k
the moon glows brightly...
beth fwoah dream Oct 2015
the moon glows brightly
her corners smudged
at the edges,

night drinks from a holy well,
a cavernous black sinks
into the dark lakes of the skies,

sinks further and further
autumn is awakening
loosening her hair
that falls in a golden net,

the first leaves crackle
in smokey knots,

sink beneath
the honeys of an
autumn sky,

lost in the woods
that start to trickle in a
stream of fiery gold
from branch to floor,
where the stars
still sing of the last spells
of summer.
beth fwoah dream Oct 2015
the river longs for the sea,
stars like blue arcs,
ghostly voices
hum on the breeze,
the flowers of
the night
blossom in the starlight,
the air seems to soften
and clouds drift and drift,
puddles of grey inks with
even greyer moods.
Oct 2015 · 877
the sea and its ghosts...
beth fwoah dream Oct 2015
the sea and its ghosts,
water falling,
clouds like peaceful
monasteries,
somewhere beyond.
beth fwoah dream Oct 2015
stars weeping their golds,
the tide whispering
in shadowy pools,
accepting our love.
Sep 2015 · 1.1k
i loved you the way...
beth fwoah dream Sep 2015
i loved you the way
i believed summer
would melt,
fell into your arms
the way i could only
ever fall with you.
Sep 2015 · 1.3k
love poem
beth fwoah dream Sep 2015
love, blue passions
spiralling into the night.

we carve ourselves out
of emptiness,
drift where the moon
wanders into the night.

there are no dead leaves,
summer lingers in
the trees, splashes
pools of golden moon
onto the floor.

i can hear your heart-beat,
so soft, so beautiful
that the night whispers
sweet songs to the sky.
Sep 2015 · 629
poetry flowing....
beth fwoah dream Sep 2015
poetry flowing
scattering its joy
and sorrows.

as dark eyes close
the harbour
waits for the moon
to unlock
its hidden silence.

wrapped beneath
september stars
a ghost that watches
where the water
drifts.
Sep 2015 · 869
shadows on the water...
beth fwoah dream Sep 2015
shadows on the water,
locks of hair in pendants,
love still remembered
though the tide is now
withered like summer grass.
Sep 2015 · 3.0k
dusk
beth fwoah dream Sep 2015
golden streams of sun
sink, unwrap, dance,
melt into the trees
like honeycomb,
silver the ground
with their tender warmth.
the day is dying but so gently
that the shadows can only lengthen
dreaming their dreams of the night.
Sep 2015 · 898
dreams billowing...
beth fwoah dream Sep 2015
dreams billowing
like breezes on a sail
flowing rivers
blue flowers
mysteries of the moon.
Sep 2015 · 1.3k
grey mists over the sea...
beth fwoah dream Sep 2015
grey mists over the sea
desolate skies
dreams of the skies.
Sep 2015 · 1.0k
the whiteness of ghosts
beth fwoah dream Sep 2015
the whiteness of ghosts,
winter flowers,

songs of the night
falling through
the leaves,

the old dark ache
of the skies,

our love
naked in its seas.
Sep 2015 · 709
loving you...
beth fwoah dream Sep 2015
the skies ebb and flow,

the unquenchable harmonics
of a lonely violin,

tenderness and flowers,
impressionism and ghosts,
layers of clouds rushing....

the brocades of the day
wrapping its skirts to
ankles that stride
like the wind.    

jealousy like
smouldering fire,
always wanting you
most.
Sep 2015 · 2.4k
love poem
beth fwoah dream Sep 2015
cloud in the sky,
drifting, rose of
the skies, wanderer.

elation, wild heart,
sea of wild stars,
sea, incredible love.

winter sea, wilderness
and wild flowers,
stars burning the skies.

i am jealous
because all of my
love wants you,

i am jealous
because my beautiful
love wanted you,

kissing me in dreams,
sighing like a ghost,
like the waves of the sea i so love.

tonight i want the sea more
than your love, some days
my heart just longs to be wild.

tonight i will make you jealous
of the sea.
beth fwoah dream Sep 2015
i loved you under a wandering star,
i loved you in the night,
love that would never fade,
love more gentle than all the stars,
love more gentle than the night.
Sep 2015 · 865
dream of you
beth fwoah dream Sep 2015
streams of the stars
golden leaves
sinking in the fading light
dappled shadows
where the light drowns
its stones and unwraps
the sweetness of the night.
Sep 2015 · 534
where love is...
beth fwoah dream Sep 2015
where love
is my jealousy,
where the moon
is a song of the dark,
where the moon is
me dreaming of you.
Sep 2015 · 786
the honeys of a lost sky
beth fwoah dream Sep 2015
where the breeze blows
more softly than
a river flowing to the sea,
where my heart hums
its strangest melodies.
Sep 2015 · 803
when you loved me
beth fwoah dream Sep 2015
it was a warm night,
every inch
of my being
was devoured,
our fire was a dark
ocean, our
bodies could not
be controlled,
we breathed
as one,
wrapped arms
and legs and
could not get closer,
all the shadows of my
heart swept away,
every ghost shook
and trembled
and i knew only the tender
mist of your love.
Sep 2015 · 778
the river flows...
beth fwoah dream Sep 2015
the river flows into
the night,
stars parade,
ghosts of the air
chant strange songs,
the flowers once
spellbound
close with the breath
of the moon,
floating
i am a ghost too.
written on sunday
Sep 2015 · 842
our love...
beth fwoah dream Sep 2015
our love scattering
like the song of the dark,

we are within our
wind-blown castle walls
where wild roses ramble,

we can hear
the sea
its withering song
like voices from
the dead,

our hearts, misty
companions,
beckon to each other
no strangers
to the pulse of love.
Sep 2015 · 616
summer in love
beth fwoah dream Sep 2015
the sun an arc of
flowering orange,
kiss me
as i have never been kissed.
Sep 2015 · 634
loving you
beth fwoah dream Sep 2015
the yellow pools
of the sun, mists
on a summer day,
moods like clouds,
my heart lifted in golds.
Sep 2015 · 397
summer's last love
beth fwoah dream Sep 2015
a fiery heart,
the beating sun,
summer’s ghosts burning
and a lonely petal falls from the rose.
Sep 2015 · 3.0k
the ghost of the moon...
beth fwoah dream Sep 2015
the ghost of the moon,
a sky of dark oaks,
its blacks deep cauldrons
breaking like twigs underfoot
its blacks tragic horizons
where the clouds stretch and dissolve.
Sep 2015 · 1.2k
the sea in ribbons...
beth fwoah dream Sep 2015
the sea in ribbons,
blue lands of the tide,
surreal as summer
with her plastic suns,
her moons of smoke,
her endless rivers.
Sep 2015 · 987
when we fell in love
beth fwoah dream Sep 2015
summer became a blue
pool, the sky swept away
all its dark streams,
the tide wept at our happiness
and we could not bear to be apart.
Aug 2015 · 1.2k
waves breaking...
beth fwoah dream Aug 2015
waves breaking on the
rocks,
flowing away,
far, far away
where the birds
weave like gold rivers into the night.
Aug 2015 · 1.1k
the night frosted in silver
beth fwoah dream Aug 2015
the night frosted in silver,
shadows and moons,
iron ghosts stretching
into the darkness,
unravelling the song
of the tide.
Aug 2015 · 696
we descend
beth fwoah dream Aug 2015
we descend
untidy birds fallen
so low there is no song
of birds.
Aug 2015 · 571
dream of the moon
beth fwoah dream Aug 2015
moonlight through
summer
leaves, a ripple
on a pond,
enchantment
smouldering.
Aug 2015 · 1.1k
the wind...
beth fwoah dream Aug 2015
the wind wrapping
the water into grey ghosts,
the darkness twisting
like a flower.
Aug 2015 · 758
as lonely...
beth fwoah dream Aug 2015
as lonely as the tide,
love is out of reach,
the perfections of the
waves with their
tangy blue airs
like liquid silks.
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