Sometimes you need to brood...
Fuzzy Black
Velvet sky descends
gliding on starlight
down close to whisper
in my heart tonight.
Soft wrapped in black pensive,
looks do quite deceive.
As night steps aside for
shining stars perceived.
Stars dance magical
in my sleepless night.
But I miss soft whispers
in still darkness, without light.
Keep your blaring stars.
I'll dream in fuzzy black
rolling through its folds
lush velvet back to back.
Copyright 2007 JO Janoski
In my estimation, maybe the best poem you've put up yet. I loved the stylistic word choices, the delicacy of your tone, and the tiny distance between the words and the voice that make this so unique. Plus, I can relate... I've felt 'fuzzy black' many times.
ReplyDeleteThe last stanza is priceless.
I agree Jo...this is beautiful. You make 'fuzzy black' sound so romantic!
ReplyDeleteJo, very nicely done. I agree with Shirley, although you may be brooding, you've made it seem warm & seductive. As long as we're somewhat comfortable with who we are, withdrawing into oneself is not always a bad thing!
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