Exercise in gratefulness; like a muscle, needs work. Forgive me…
seeresses all
life’s loves have been
take now this cup
of wakeful praise
who played huntress
who were quarry
who well schooled me
aping doe-eyed
revealed askew
by your choosing
seeded cute-meets
hearts for losing
some yearned earnest
no defenses
spied my aura’s
misplaced kissing
her fragrance passed
sleeping nostrils
sweet winds trailing
my hurried routes
a few transformed
my senseless vice
cultivating
chakra petals
sounds my ears lost
still are howling
soft deep wishing
continues on
_______RS
[ Painting: “Diana and Cupid” by Pompeo Batoni, 1761. Diana was the Roman goddess of hunting, an activity which may be interpreted quite broadly. In earlier Greek myth, her counterpart was Artemis. ] (link)
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We all need a renaissance
of forgiveness …
Love the neoclassical style, R.S.
Obliged, David. and what a great true phrase: renaissance of forgiveness. 🙂
“a few transformed my senseless vice cultivating chakra petals” nice lines, “chakra” nice word usuage
merci.