A Figure On The Path

Suspended mid-ascent
Photic threads about her sylphlike form
Gossamer, such faint restraints
Casting glows on weathered paint
From interwoven skin and ink

Lips brushed almost red
More like blood and wine entangled
Lushly driven floral spangles
Stolen ministry of angles
Spoken softly like a stranger

Under charcoal cloak
Her corona piercing flesh to soul
Driven nimbly through my being
Studded figment I am seeing
Shapely alabaster dreaming

Pale by moonlit paint
Transcendental vapor drawn in shape
Floating weightless in this forest
Through a chime of ancient chorus
Called and drawn from air before us


22 responses to “A Figure On The Path

    • So kind of you to stop by! I appreciate it. I try to make sure it is always directly from me. You will find nothing generic on my blog. No google images here ๐Ÿ™‚ only the odd and unusual distortions from my imagination!

  1. I think that the canvas for any artistry is delicate, but as each stroke of the word a sentence is formed, and as each paragraph grows with intensity, so does the painting of phrases develop and transform the blank canvas into a masterpiece of the written word, rather like a jigsaw being completed or an etching of pure excellence. Your style of writing conjures the imaginations of your reader base and adds to the enchantment of the whole setting my friend ๐Ÿ™‚

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