The Hours of Night Pour through the casement,
Secret, Yet Unhidden;
Clutching at my Train of Thought;
An Addiction that’s Unbidden.
Twilight circles Menacing outside the Darkened door,
Her Indigo spread wide;
Cloaking all my Reticence,
Until I’ve nowhere left to Hide.
The Hours strike and echo in this Brazen Reverie,
Impervious to Haste;
With You, Initiative is Sweet,
Though rarely ever Chaste!
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Alas, My Love, how Empty is
This bed without you.
How I strain to hear the
Soft and subtle rhythm of
Your Sweetest breath.
How I long to Feel the
Gentle Warmth of Your arms
How I yearn to lean close,
A soft and tender Kiss to bestow.
Alas, My Love, this bed lies empty,
You are not here, not yet,
And in reverence of its Lonely state
I do shun its comfort
To lie in distracted vigilance
Upon the floor
Beautiful Original Artwork by: Moonchild-Ljilja
Signal the night to call my Dreams
Whispers of reality through silken beams
Of sterling Light and glistening tomorrow
Of forgotten yesterdays and pallid sorrow
Signal halos to Sing soft and clear
As we dry our tears.
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Passion fused in spiraling eddies
When darkness licks the midnight hour
Whispers of Enchantment Singing
As Rhapsody hovers in Breathless silence
Waiting for the dawn
~ Morgan ~
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Light that Sings, Soft and Supple,
Phantom Luminance Guiding Erebus,
Entrancing Goddess, Lonely and Temporal,
Trade your Dalliance with Boisterous Apollo
And Rule in Gentle Splendor
While Silver Silence Dances on the Waters.
Shadows Bow in gothic Reverence,
Soliloquy Encompasses Lore,
Dance, Fair Maiden, of Platinum Complexion
While Terrestrial mortals Conjure Yore.
The Music and Muse category by Morgan shares Poetry and the Music which Inspired it.
Beautiful Original Artwork by: Josephine Wall
Lamentation by: Delirium
Delicious Hour of deepest Night
That Sings to my Soul in Whispers and Sighs;
Tabernacle of Heavenly Starlight
Beguiling more than Bliss ever Tries;
While all the wanderers of this plane unravel
Amidst Dreams that taunt with enigmatic appeal,
Your Delicate Breeze through these tresses travels,
Kissing this cheek with Blushing Zeal.
Oh Sweet Enchantress, Dulcet Nighttide, Sing
Of All the Rapturous Splendour your Quietly Bring!
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Soft the Light Glows in Yonder Window,
Filling and Calling to the Heart in me,
Fair the Dream Abiding within,
Always Kept so far from me.
Dreams are Golden Flagrant Flowers,
Shifting in the Dappled Night,
Yet when the Waiting turns Days from Hours,
Sweetest Patience bears a stinging Bite.
Hope Springs full in Gilded Glory,
Spanning Dreams and Reality,
Speaking in Dark Shades of Stillness,
Building Bridges of Synchronicity.
Rapid Falls this Pulse, Drumming,
Pounding Through my Heart and Mind,
Like a Brazen Musician, Gently strumming,
Playing Beat and Rhythm in Perfect Time.
Standing then on nothing less,
But Strongest Passion and wretched Guile,
Come I to your Window, Breathless,
With Bated words and Jaded Smile.
Harps of Angels Sing Thee Sweetness,
Strings of Melancholic woe Caress,
All the Hours I’ve Dreamed and Waited,
Coming now to a Moment like This.
Calling to your Heart from Darkness,
Staking claim to Love Untold,
Walking Bold upon the Shackles
Of Artless Love, Before it’s cold.
One Look from Thee and all Shall Be
Sweet and Harmonious Lethargy,
To Pause one Moment in your Shade,
To Speak one Golden hour with Thee.
Yet Speaking has Fair limits, bending
Mortal Thought to mortal Pleasure,
And when those words first spoken Softly,
Sour in the length of single measure
Then Action Prompts where Heartbeats pause,
And Brazen Impatience Scales the wall,
Climbing from this pit of sorrow
To Heaven’s Gate, where Petals Fall.
Dance, then in this Sumptuous Light,
Where moonbeams Kiss and candles Glow,
Ride with me on Passions Tide,
Braving the danger in Tempestuous flow.
Yet when the Daytide chides the night,
And Brightens those far eastern hills,
Let not Thy Words be masked in sorrow,
Let not Reality dull this Thrill.
For Love is fleeting and capricious can be,
Daylight mocks what Moonbeams Sing,
Yet for this Heart, no other Delights,
For this Love, none else can Bring
The Sweetest Succor of Thy Kiss,
Or the Flagrant Flames of Quick Desire,
Though Years shall melt like Newest Snow,
Eternity Shall Ne’re dull this Fire.
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Beautiful Painting of Romeo and Juliet by: Frank Dicksee
As the Candles Light Shifts and Turns
With Sensuality that ever Burns
As the Night Glitteringly Beguiles
Like the Captivating Smile
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Whisper Deep into my Mind
Reach to Caress and Stir,
Amid Reveries that blur.
Whisper Deep into my Soul
Into Beguiling Shoal;
Bends to Extol the Hour,
That Sweetly Devour.
By Your Whispers
Garden of Pleasures
We Blissfully Reap!
Beautiful Original Artwork by: Ella Rose
Black as the dark night
Bespeckled with the Glimmering pinpoints
Of a myriad Lights
Sojourners through the shades of Time
Blending their Inspiration
with Harmonious Rhyme,
To Touch Eternity
In the Transcendent Hush
Sharing Liquescent Silence
As we pause from the rush.
The stars and night very often Inspire me, filling my heart with a sense of connection I can scarce fathom, let alone try to explain, though I try through the words of music the Liquescent Silence sings sweetly to me. This verse is no different, whispering softly of that connection to the past through the Beauty of the night.
Beautiful Photograph by: Dan Ransom
Ribbon of Ethereal Sky
Fire to Night
Night to Fire
With Magnetic Desire
That Speaks of Ancient Diabolical Days
While the Ebon Night
Night always has Inspired me, and hopefully always will. The beautiful mysteries of space, the melodic echoes of time; they dance in my imagination and spin webs of magic and possibility. This is the inspiration for this poem; this and the beautiful image (because imagery always Inspires me. Always!)
Beautiful Original Artwork: conspired_and_contrived_by_sstranger
Never asking why
Yearning to Try
While the Nighttide
Fleetingly shall fly
You and I
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