feeding on luscious

          

the soul drifts in and out
          of ravishment
          fantasies of namelessness
when reception of the world
          full of mellowed greens
          and wild blues
is brightened
sensation heightened
          cool water
          sweetly scented wheat
when eyes feed on
          luscious color
          majesty of nature
palms and fingers seek
          touch
          soft allure
when the whole self
          expectant
          joy infused
contains
          every
                 untamed
                               wish

          

________
(c) 2013

Published by Marie Marchand

Poetry for me has always been a seeking. Always. An effort to come closer to beauty, to explicate beauty, to behold it in words. I wish to formalize beauty, to give it a title and empower it to go forth into the world. I want to give it shape and lend it the capacity for remembrance. Poetry captures essence. Without essence, there is nothing worth saving. John Keats and William Wordsworth are my favorite poets. My absolute favorite poem to read aloud is Wordsworth's Lines, otherwise referred to as Tintern Abbey. And it must be read aloud at least annually for uplift of the soul. I have shared my poetry through various means including handmade chapbooks, readings, and publication. All the poetry posted on this site is written and copyrighted by me. This collection represents about half of my poetry.