POETRY, Syllable Tapestries

Yellow Rose 2

I want to tell you,
what the ocean knows.
Love is endless;
a hard untied knot.

Silent tapestries
depict the history of our love.

The finite:
the pocket of your vest,
the rose,
your mouth
as the edges of your eyebrows lift.

-I did not make you feel that way.

Oh, but you did. you were the catalyst

The yellow rose:
a contradiction
carefully understood
though further perceived
becomes ambiguously forward,
forming wakes which dance along the shore line.

Why must love
take on such ridiculous tones?

Leave a Reply

Fill in your details below or click an icon to log in:

WordPress.com Logo

You are commenting using your WordPress.com account. Log Out /  Change )

Twitter picture

You are commenting using your Twitter account. Log Out /  Change )

Facebook photo

You are commenting using your Facebook account. Log Out /  Change )

Connecting to %s