Monday, 8 October 2012

PULSE

She was ever in the light,
her head softly pillowed,
Even with her fading sight,
she gathered in the gold.

Give me silks and satin,
velvets, even cotton,
Let me arrange the palette,
in blues and orange autumn.

Do you see the sky behind me?
Or do I mean the sea?
Do you feel the tempest?
Do you see beyond me?

One dark shadow, yet to overcome -
Can you hear it in my heart?
That faintly murmuring, faltering drum,
that stops, and starts.

 © Shaista Tayabali, 2012

image prompt: Jan Steen, 1665, from magpie tales

7 comments:

Jeanne-ming Brantingham said...

I want to feel and her your heartbeat.
I can! Loud and clear.
Thump thump thump Thump.

Ruth said...

It is like you are a cloak of invisibility, allowing all the light and color through.

May your heart beat surer and clearer with each passing day.

aprille said...

Hiya Shaista, This is beautiful.Lovely sentiment weaving through and I admire your use of language.

Other Mary said...

'One dark shadow, yet to overcome ' My favorite line.

Sherry Blue Sky said...

So beautiful, that shining heart!

Cait O'Connor said...

A lovely poem.

hyperCRYPTICal said...

'One dark shadow, yet to overcome -
Can you hear it in my heart?
That faintly murmuring, faltering drum,
that stops, and starts.'

Lovely lovely!

Anna :o]

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