I see you in my dreams, you
speak in tounges
about
an apocalyptic sun
rising
over fields of wheat and ash
where
we last danced, and
flowers
have black heads of sand
a land of love
with skies of blood, and
rivers, our veins
connecting two worlds
into one
Photo by Engin_Akyurt, Pixabay
Jeff Flesch
Author, #1 Amazon New Release Nature Speaks of Love and Sorrow
Co-Author, #1 Amazon Bestseller, Wounds I Healed: The Poetry of Strong Women
Author of the Month, Jan/Feb 2022, Spillwords Press
A golden butterfly
lurks in dark passageways
where walls never age.
Gloomy ivory green leaves
gleam in dark
as the never old,
and always immortal butterfly
kisses the feet of rose petals;
that are shackled to the past of the known and the Unknowns.
Butterfly dances
on her feet, as the first snow of the year
melts the memory
of him; holding her hand on the roughest day of 2016.
A pink laughter lies to her eyes.
Pain engulfs the joy that was never hers.
Irony lies in her lies,
time slices the old wounds open.
Pain and love
compromises on the edge of void of tarnished dreams.
The butterfly dies at an untimely hour and she thus rises from the ashes of past.
The butterfly effect was inspired by the poem Butterfly Love. You can read more of Komaljeet’s poetry at flavoured poetry.
Submissions for the Nature Speaks of Love and Sorrow: 30 Poems in 30 Days Collaboration are officially closed. Please stay tuned for an update on Sunday, 10/16. Thank you
Jeff Flesch
Author, #1 Amazon New Release Nature Speaks of Love and Sorrow
Co-Author, #1 Amazon Bestseller, Wounds I Healed: The Poetry of Strong Women
Author of the Month, Jan/Feb 2022, Spillwords Press
I am pleased to announce that my poem, Plum Trees, is now available at MasticadoresUSA. Thank you to Gabriela Marie Milton, and the team at MasticadoresUSA for their continued support and for publishing this piece.
Plum Trees
plum trees always take
my breath away
as in their shade, we play
with notions of hope and trust
and a little bit of the magic seen
within the last bunch…
I would be honored if you would go here, and read the rest of my poem. Thank you!
Photo by ArtTower, Pixabay
Jeff Flesch
Author, #1 Amazon New Release Nature Speaks of Love and Sorrow
Co-Author, #1 Amazon Bestseller, Wounds I Healed: The Poetry of Strong Women
Author of the Month, Jan/Feb 2022, Spillwords Press
I am so pleased to announce that my poem, Coal Dust, is now available at MasticadoresIndia. Thank you to Terveen Gill, and the team at MasticadoresIndia for their continued support, and for publishing this piece.
Coal Dust
diamond-like resilience
made from coal dust
and a little bit of luck from the sun
creates flowers
blooming in the garden of my heart
I trust…
I would be honored if you would go here, and read the rest of my poem. Thank you!
flowers look through me
to you
telling tales of enchantments
rare, and at times
hard to scale
yet, I seek solace in the diamonds of your eyes
remembering, the sunshine
living in the stream of you and me
is proof
of the sacred and serene, our ultimate
truth
Photo by ractapopulous, Pixabay
Nature Speaks of Love and Sorrow will be released one week from today! Paperback and Kindle versions will be available on Amazon. Exciting times!
I learned to drink you in
when young, and bold
to me, you always told
the distinction between
the stream residing, inside
and the one that trickles
within
the mist and dew-ladened
petals
trimmed
with honey, and the scent of jasmine
herein
it runs back and forth
filling my life with equal parts
your love
and
the love that dwells within my hope-filled heart
I am thrilled to announce that on Monday, August 1 at 6 am PT the title and cover of my debut poetry book will be revealed! A big thank you to Ingrid Wilson, of Experiments in Fiction, and to all of you for supporting me each day, every day. My love and blessings to you all.
Photo by ArtTower, Pixabay
You.
It’s always been, given to me once
at the precipice of a love
filled with tales
grim
and others’ riding the backs of whales
I listen for you in the nightshade
of a heart asundered
by the mere mention of your name in pale
and indigo fibers
filled with stitched together riders
their hearts, gold through and through
just like the love I feel for you
A moment.
I pause to breathe
and exhale the scent of jasmine
realizing you’ve come to me in time
with the music I hear, for two, everytime to my heart
nearer, are
You.
Photo by Mona Eendra on Unsplash
sitting in the open sea
watching the tide rescue the myriad
relations of me
my heart transcends the fibrous moon
as crawling beneath the flowers
I bloom
looking toward another aspect of truth
the fragrance of turmoil and pain still strewn
while glistening in the rain
are you
Photo by leonardodpf, Pixabay
grapes grow in the sky
while I rely upon the love living
inside
the blossoming cherry trees
they always seem so deliciously vibrant
and in touch with you and me
a love that’s lasted centuries
fills me with a smile, a glee
handed to me, you see?
a sunny afternoon, sitting among the flower beds
I digress, and dress in roses,
my best
laid suit
by the sun’s eyes, disguised
as I learn of the stars in your heart
while a love to me, at last
they impart
Photo by AnnaliseArt, Pixabay
trepidation is a trickle of dew
upon a flower sitting kindly
in the afternoon sun
long and lovely
bending towards the warmth of your smile
a radiance wild
nesting inside my heart
weaved of colors long and short
blues, lavenders, and pinks, always remind me of you
a rainbow festival calls
while I linger in the shadows petals
and their beautiful hues
falling from the sky
a love canopy goes by
dropping the essence of our love
purely divined
and oft remembered during these most magical of times
Photo by ArtTower, Pixabay
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