Musings on Life, Love, and Linguine-Poetry & Writing
Come to the flowing river, she said
I’ll show you the luminous pearl moon
while you feast your eyes on twinkling stars,
the warm lapping water will kiss my pink toes
as my heart drums love’s melody on my pulsing throat
–And here in blue steel shadows, I’ll shed my summer dress–
Please stay the course I beg you, don’t move, do nothing but see
while I slip into the silky depths, feeling the gentle liquid caress
my slick naked skin, I moan drifting further away floating free
for I will never be yours and you who holds my heart, not mine
all we’ll ever have are–what if–memories under a nascent moonlit sky
©2021 Linda Lee Lyberg
dVerse Poetics: Water ,Water Everywhere
I am liking the puente form Linda. How sad and tragic that the two can’t be together but hold only the memories under a nascent moonlit sky.
Thanks for hosting our Poetics today.
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My Pleasure Grace!
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“blue metal shadows” is such a brilliant piece of imagery.
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Thank you!
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‘for I will never be yours and you who holds my heart, not mine’
That line has such an air of Yeats about it! Lovely. I don’t know this form, I’ll have to investigate it.
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Thank you Jane! I enjoy this form.
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🙂
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I got a little lost midst the slippery sensuality. What course is this fellow staying? He holds your heart but not your body? Your imagery is vivid and lively. Sorry to be so dense.
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Haha! It’s a made up tale, but I could see it being a possibility. Thank you Glenn, and love ‘slippery sensuality’!
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I don’t know this form either. The first part made me think of a lullaby, but the final line was both sad and lovely.
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Thank you Merril!
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The “reveal” that it’s fantasy at the end is outstanding. What is the puente form? Will you please post a link?
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Gladly! Hang on a moment.
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Here is the link to Shadow Poetry for the Puente form: http://www.shadowpoetry.com/resources/wip/puente.html
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The line “as my heart drums love’s melody on my pulsing throat” strikes me where I stand. I can feel what you are describing, thinking back on the glory days when I first fell in love.
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Humbled by your kind thoughts and words. Thank you.
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This is tender, and sensual, if a bit melancholy Linda – but it floats one away in that stream. Well written!
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Thank you Rob for your lovely words.
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Torture at its best! Well done Linda!
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Thank you Dwight!
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Nice ending with only the “what if–memories”.
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Thank you Frank.
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This is some mighty enticing erotica, my friend.
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Thank you!
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Vivid images to tantalize the imagination.
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Thank you!
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Lyrical and lovely. There’s nothing like skinny-dipping on a summer night. I hadn’t read yours before writing mine, but our poems might have met, once upon a time.
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Thank you kindly. Will check it out!
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There is ever the rites of Dionysus in the nightside tryst — a masked masque both tristia and hilaria, drama and comedy — this is so faithful to the water-vein of anonymous abandonment … well done …
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Thank you Brendan!
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I love the blue metal shadows. Ah, yes, the what-ifs will get you every time. Beautiful and sad.
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Thank you! Yes, they will.
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This is gorgeous and evocative, I love the sensuality and flow!
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Thank you!
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Such good use of metaphor, and imagery in general
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Thank you kindly.
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Water always welcomes the moon. (K)
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Yes. Thank you!
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Reminds me of a magic night in Morocco … lovely sensuous flow
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Thank you!
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most welcome!
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An emotional tale of unrequited love. I like the “heart drum’s love’s melody” line. Our hearts do sing a song of love.
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Yes, thank you!
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So beautiful and intriguing. The river can cast spells of love https://noelliesplace.com/2019/05/07/rivers/
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Indeed it can. Thank you for stopping by.
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