Thursday, August 17, 2017

of tangerine dreams



i see your smile, shy-tangerine grin
behind the crab apple tree, sunset-stilled
you move slowly to pluck the ripe 
bearing fruits, licked by summer rain 

 i taste wine & olives as i walk towards you 
but you're turning to a blur, mist of clouds
my feet are turning to quicksand as
you fade away, dreamscape in a fog-

 how quickly i forget, time has hidden you
from me- you, fiery fire of my canvas-
you, deepest blue lake of my thoughts-

 every night, even with my eyes closed
i can trace your face with my fingertips,
my love, sleep, until we meet again-



Posted for D'verse Poets Pub - Free verse sonnet hosted by Bjorn Rudberg.  Join us when the pub doors open at 3pm EST.  Thanks for the visit.
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22 comments:

  1. brudbergAugust 17, 2017 at 2:31 PM

    Oh I love the two parts... the first vibrant with color until it fades into that mist, and then after the volta the hope for something to come back trough dreams.

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  2. Kim M. RussellAugust 17, 2017 at 3:16 PM

    What a gorgeous contrast created by the volta, moving from bright colours of tangerine, crab apple and sunset, to cloud, mist, fog and then to deep blue. My favourite lines:
    'every night, even with my eyes closed
    i can trace your face with my fingertips'.

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  3. Pat HattAugust 17, 2017 at 3:37 PM

    Knowing what may come, that memory there leading the way.

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  4. Alison HAugust 17, 2017 at 4:06 PM

    very sensual. this is also my favourite bit- "every night, even with my eyes closed
    i can trace your face with my fingertips,"

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  5. Glenn ButtkusAugust 17, 2017 at 4:21 PM

    A pitch-perfect Neruda-like love poem--sensual yet wistful. Even the greatest loves are tinged with sadness, touched with tragedy

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  6. indybevAugust 17, 2017 at 5:10 PM

    So beautifully written. A joy to read.

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  7. Wendy BourkeAugust 17, 2017 at 8:05 PM

    A beautiful, tenderly sketched piece that, I found very moving.

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  8. AnonymousAugust 17, 2017 at 9:21 PM

    This sonnet is like a round. The first part is full of hope.The second part, reality. The last line seems to lead back to the beginning.

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  9. UnknownAugust 17, 2017 at 11:28 PM

    I see this as a love poem to one who has passed away but is still loved and deeply missed.

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  10. Sumana RoyAugust 18, 2017 at 2:17 AM

    "you, fiery fire of my canvas- / you, deepest blue lake of my thoughts-" truly unforgettable & deeply moving.

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  11. Paul John DearAugust 18, 2017 at 5:47 AM

    Brilliant pen Grace. This is such a tender piece.

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  12. Anita SabatAugust 18, 2017 at 8:33 AM

    Touching poem. Tough to part from a loved one...

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  13. Debi SwimAugust 18, 2017 at 10:04 AM

    "i taste wine & olives as i walk towards you 
    but you're turning to a blur" It happens but still we never forget

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  14. Kathy ReedAugust 18, 2017 at 11:04 AM

    Full of enticing and evocative images. I love your sunsweet tangerine dreams!

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  15. purplepeninportland.comAugust 18, 2017 at 11:30 AM

    Sensually sweet and vivid. A yearning and a hope. Beautiful, Grace.

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  16. SreejaAugust 18, 2017 at 11:53 AM

    OH ...so beautiful...loved this!!

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  17. NosaintAugust 18, 2017 at 1:01 PM

    I love that tangerine imagery and especially the gorgeous sound of that third stanza. Sad but delicious to read!

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  18. The BizzaAugust 18, 2017 at 2:05 PM

    You have a way with metaphor that is both magical and envious. Love this.

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  19. tonispencerAugust 18, 2017 at 2:52 PM

    I like the way you do this free verse sonnet - beautiful.

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  20. Dr. Crystal GrimesAugust 18, 2017 at 4:17 PM

    This feels melancholy to me, but hopeful at the end. Very well written with lots of color from you as usual. :-)

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  21. Rosemary Nissen-WadeAugust 18, 2017 at 11:38 PM

    What an incredibly beautiful poem!

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  22. grapelingAugust 22, 2017 at 3:22 AM

    wistful and vibrant. I hope you've had a good summer, Grace. ~ M

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