Lines & Images From The Lighthouse

Friday, November 30, 2012

Her Portrait


Her Portrait

Olive green, honeyed shadows
The sable contours blending
Your midnight hair, let it be.
Nature’s tones commending

Delphic glance, the power to move
The spectrum, sprite and winsome
Your dark to lights, idyllic bright
Emerging, dawn’s addendum

Poised and posed, distant deep
The linen values voicing
The vagrant brush, a whispering blush
Floating and rejoicing.

Wednesday, November 28, 2012

The Enchanting Grate



The Enchanting Grate

From the earth, to the hearth
The sculptured sod does render
A peaty scent, to present
The cold to warmth surrender

Of mind and state, to relate
The evening tales fermenting
The rage assuaged, passion gauged
Day to night consenting

The embers glow, amidst the flow
Of drifting thoughts and muses
Wrapped within its gifted hue
The dreaming mind peruses

Sunday, November 18, 2012

The Hearth, Again



The Hearth, Again

A few more sods on the sleepy fire
The blue smoke mood to ponder
A glass to lip, the substitute kiss
The wine, westward, wanders

A second verse, an echo ode
The blue turf voice reciting
The embracing mist, again amiss
Voice, weeping, writing

The third I know, the echo too
A lonely flame ascending
The purple scarf, mute to grey
The scent of love amending

Quatrain full, the sonnet poised
Ending lines frustrate me
I dread awake, the dampened turf
The hearth, assorted debris

As in a bridge, new to cross
The elusive shore does find you
The madness of the portrait eye
The sadness of a drifting hue