Question and answer

Today is Elusive Trope’s Magnetic Saturday. I took the first words that appeared on the screen and I rather like the result.

I ask the green god,

‘Must I embrace eternity

With this wild, velvet star?’

 

Consulting the oracle again later, I received the answer.

‘Dance to the rhythm

of a kiss.’

Angels, we two

remember magic

as our star sails on.

Sky, perhaps

The Daily Post prompt is: sky

After the night,

so long, so dark, so silent and alone,

the day.

After the black,

so deep, so cold, so oppressive and so bleak,

the grey.

Despite the anger,

red and fierce, so final, blazing raw,

will you stay?

Though I regret,

reform, reduce the differences so slight,

words hold no sway.

Beyond the cloud,

so thick, so low, so damp, the sky,

so they say.

 

The answer

This poem is for the Secret Keeper’s poetry prompt. This week’s words are:

| WAIT | MEET | TEAR | ACCEPT | CEASE |

Photo ©Forest and Kim Starr

 

I wait for you beneath the bower,

Where we always meet, where the roses grow,

I know the question you will ask me,

Will I accept or tell you no.

 

I’ll walk with you to the wide world’s end,

Till rivers run dry and birds’ songs cease,

Through tears and laughter, but tie me with vows,

I’ll open my cage and take my release.

He spreads his wealth at her feet

Is there no more than this? she asks,
When he spreads his wealth at her feet.
What use have I for your honeyed words,
When the thrush sings oh so sweet?
What use is gold when I have the sun,
Silver when I have the moon?
Can you give me forever, she asks her love,
When our youth is gone so soon?

Would you?

At the top of the stair
You might be there
But what if I find
I left you behind?
Like a parcel forgot
A forget-me-not
In the deep tree shade
Of a forest glade.
Would you walk away
Or would you stay
As the shadows grow
And cold winds blow?
Would you sit and wait
Though it got so late
Or would you join me at the top
And make this spiral turning stop?

If I left you sleeping

If I left you sleeping,

To take the untrodden paths between the stars,

Would you wake?

If I left your side,

Spread my night wings and leapt into the dark,

Would you follow?

And would you search,

Armed with moonbeams, through the night’s dark depths

Until you found me?

And would you take my hand

And walk by my side into the pale hopeful glimmer

Of the morning?

I watch your calm, sleeping face,

Taste the sweet warmth of your breath,

Listen to the beating pulse of your heart,

And wait to read the answer

In your waking eyes.