Cloud of Annalise

by Mark   Mar 4, 2018

Azure noon skies over Swan Valley,
a pearly patched luster of cloud
entwines in vaporous dance
forming a resemblance.

So striking - the skyward sculpture
that I in moan, whisper;
a name so buried in maze
within catacombs, of my heart-grave.

Into that labyrinth of dim haze
I dug and sifted the name;
Annalise, oh Annalise
why today have mystics carved you.

How can that smile be known,
unless - in seraph congregation
in blinding abodes of countless suns,
your essence passed forgiving gates.

Years I've dared not utter Annalise,
for my pulse would weave a wave,
that swelled love-lost memories
drenching my eyes with liquid pain.

The unruly graze sorted itself
to exactly mirage her curled hair
whose golden locks once swayed
to the plush of valley winds.

Each crevice and curve
every dimple and eye lash,
outlined by unmerciful creators
whose taunts on me wreath.

Entombed now in reminiscence
in the fluffed daze of Annalise
floating in eyed precision
in replica; of once banished dreams.

As a flickering camera
our courtship flashes, screening,
encompassing the entirety of view,
compelling my arms extension.

Greeted were my empty embraces
with sombre, wistful hushes
and whimpers of last words
before I lost beautiful Annalise.

No softer and lusher Swan grasses -
have I ever laid upon as now
yet I yearn to not have gazed,
above - above to the cloud of Annalise.


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  • 9 months ago

    by Ren

    Goodness gracious, this is a gorgeous write!! Amazing job!


  • 9 months ago

    by Kitty Cat Lady

    The concept of seeing a lost love in the shape of a cloud is brilliant Mark, great piece! :-) x

  • 9 months ago

    by Natasha Sequeira

    Love it!!! Love it!!! Love it!!!

  • 9 months ago

    by Michael

    Blown away Mark!

    this is simply a beautiful piece of writing, with a flow of so many images and love being a strong emotion, threading all through this enchanting poem

    "Each crevice and curve
    every dimple and eye lash,
    outlined by an unmerciful creator
    whose taunts on me wreath."

    Wonderful fella, well done
    Michael :)

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