Trees Of Jasmine

Trees of Jasmine

© 2012 by Kat Bastion

 

Young lovers walking hand in hand,

Teased and laughed along cobblestone track.

They walked among trees of jasmine,

And spoke of a place called Tamarack.

Church mice happy to have a crumb,

Feasted at balls like faraway kings,

But at their cozy home and hearth,

The two alone cherished finer things.

Escape to a path few had tread,

Brought flowers by a rushing stream.

Curving trail… you lead, I follow.

In your loving arms is where I dream.

 

© 2012 by Kat Bastion

Death Is Never More Beautiful

Such beautiful words for an amazing time of year. Lovely poem, Mit. I can’t wait to see more from you.

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Death Is Never More Beautiful

 

© 2012 by Mit Maras

 

In unwavering reverence,

We watch as she dances,

Hues of autumn adorn her ever reaching branches.

 

With a natural pluck,

Each canvas spirals down,

Until nothing but death now blankets the ground.

 

For so long we have sought,

The solitude of her darkest places,

Forced from shadows we now bare our own faces.

 

Death has now befallen her.

Yet, death … has not beaten her.

 

She stretches exposed arms,

Void of those she held dear,

Rooted against all threatening new life next year.

 

Standing bare and vulnerable,

Her loss is witnessed by all,

Heaven’s perfect example of our choice to stand tall.

 

Held captive in a place

Where heartache and darkness rule,

She towers the world,

All proof … death is never more beautiful.

 

© 2012 by Mit Maras

 

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The Fall

The Fall

© 2012 by Kat Bastion

 

Misted platinum wafting by lures a nymph to dance,

Sprinkles falling, laughter rising, spinning pure romance.

Fragile wings spiral higher, flirting with the sun.

Captured by a passerby, innocence begone.

Discarded leaves tumble past in muted reddish hues,

Coldness slowly settles in, vibrance does recuse.

Sadness looks with longing eyes out into the world,

Kindness brings a soft caress, silken wings unfurl.

Loving smile, a whispered touch, sends a soul to soar.

Bonds are broken in sweet flight, freedom evermore.

To the heavens angel flies, heartbeat starts to stall,

Grounded, solid arms do reach, there to catch the fall.

 

© 2012 by Kat Bastion

Blame It On The Moon

Blame It On The Moon

© 2012 by Kat Bastion

Black velvet sky ablaze with stars,

Truly blooms the love of ours.

A smile lights up a stolen glance,

Lovers blessed to have the chance.

Snowy egrets take to flight,

The pair on wing into the night.

We dash away to take our time,

A feathered touch, so sublime.

Thermal currents make me soar,

Waves crash down upon the shore.

I hold you close, floating high,

From every gasp and trembled sigh.

When sleep claims us way too soon…

                   … I blame it on the moon.

© 2012 by Kat Bastion

Heaven… Found

Heaven… Found.

© 2012 by Kat Bastion

I settle into the moment.

Time stalls.

The world… falls away.

I nestle closer.

Lips… nuzzle.

Pulse… thrums.

Musky scent… intoxicating.

Salty taste… captivating.

Strong arms embrace.

I sigh.

Warmth spreads.

Silence reigns.

A moment… forever captured.

Safe.

Protected.

Loved.

I am… unbound.

Heaven… found.

© 2012 by Kat Bastion