"veridian" poems
I'm drowning in the weeping willows vermilion haze.
In a sea full of forest green memories
and the history of lines carved in the trees inner core.
I'm drinking the pure beauty of the white sky,
that's staring in my eyes and reflecting in my heart.
My feet are dancing in the valley below with the whispers of the wind
and around me the gentle touch of the light dandelions surround my veins.
I'm smiling with the moon
and singing the night lullaby to the stars and they are blessed.
My soul escaped the everlasting pain that was captured in my rib cage
and now its herding freely with the butterflies and bees.
But still, the veridian blue of your eyes
are imprinted in every violet my fingers touch.
My body is a kaleidoscope of your memories
and its haunting my every being.
Your words are killing me but my heart still sings your poetry
and my thoughts your every smile you unconsciously shared with me.
And yet, I can't seem to find a way to forget you.
Because you left and took my happiness with you.
My heart still remembers the moment we reflected in the mirror,
of our future together.
And in that moment of picturesque dreams and orchestra of topaz,
I was content as can be, ans cosmos filled the room.
I keep repeating the same words and the same dreams,
but they're starting to get more and more vivid.
Maybe its happening because of you that's moving on
and I'm still dancing with the thoughts of you being mine.
So, in the morning I'll throw my pillows in the air
to release my ever changing memory of you,
so they can be free and I can let go,
and start to breath again...
Apr 8, 2014
Apr 8, 2014 at 9:50 AM UTC
In summer, a valley so green, thick in veridian
a pond looking on, sits atop the world - waiting for no one
The sun through an open window, so soon to be gone
hills above, some days ago
covered in whitest snow
Jun 25, 2013
Jun 25, 2013 at 11:28 AM UTC
spring has a fragrance
and sultry pastel palette
to work its magic
flying things buzzing
and veridian bursting
lilting warming air
soon rabbits nibbling
with deer and turkeys trotting
through our back windows
Apr 12, 2021
Apr 12, 2021 at 11:37 AM UTC
her eyes awakened, revealing a veridian dawn I awoke for.
Jan 16, 2015
Jan 16, 2015 at 12:34 AM UTC