elder

I touched
her
tonight
under the
stark dark
heavens
and
guided by
the stark bright
moon
I thought
I had come
too soon
upon her
in this vale
but as
my hand
fast traced
her limbs
that entwined
and held
her fast
her mystery
her loins
criss crossed
and brought me
to the thoughts
of summer
when gayly donned
with
white star
flowers
her fruit
do bless
the autumn



Poetry by Peter Humphreys
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Written on 2007-04-04 at 13:12

Tags Ireland  Nature  Moon 

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Mark J. Wood
This elder made my breathe in a breath of younger. Another of your poems that brings back memories of things I haven't known.

Mark.
2007-04-05


salem
what a wonderful text
2007-04-04



deliciously beautiful, as always, dear Peter! your words are an enchantment to my eyes and to my mind!...(and not only :))) )
Lilly xxx
2007-04-04