Soul Reverie

Poetry, This and That

I like a rhyme that curls the toes and mists the brow
telling a tale as fresh as tomorrow that comes in a dream but is real
and chills the heat of the restless kiss, escaping a lover’s lips.

Nothing spoken caresses the impact on the senses
like a passionate poem with soul-filled stanzas
I like a rhyme that curls the toes and mists the brow.

To a reverie back in time to the moment that captured the soul
lost in the soul-mate meeting, found in the loss of the Self
and chills the heat of the restless kiss, escaping a lover’s lips

O what has become of the reverie that comes in a dream but is real
longing for belonging, for only the Lost and the Found
I like a rhyme that curls the toes and mists the brow
and chills the heat of the restless kiss, escaping a lover’s lips

14 thoughts on “Soul Reverie”

    1. actually I thought it was… but I’m not a poet. here’s the guidelines I followed: “19 lines, two rhymes throughout, each 5 tercets and a quatrain. 1st and 3rd lines of first trecet recurring alternately at end of other tercets, and with both repeated at close of concluding quatrain.” Let me find the source of that… 🙂

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      8. the more I work on my poor lost attempt at a Villanelle the worse it gets. I think it is what it is, and can’t be hammered into something else. It has its own rhythm, or meter, or whatever…and does not take well to being rewritten. Perhaps I shall set aside my poor lost love and write about a red maple tree instead… 🙂

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