Stan Galloway’s most recent poem to appear here was Half a Century (May 2013).
Adagio in Blue
By Stan Galloway
By Stan Galloway
One by one the stars flick on,
brushtip helloes, sprinkling,
slightly smeared through relaxed eyelids.
Undulating rhythm
from our hearts
rides this moment’s languor,
slow, subsiding contentment,
subdued in jasmine moisture
distilled where our bodies moved.
The whisper of your breathing and
a pan flute on a far hillside blend-
fantasy and certainty fused
in the mind’s cochlea.
The darkling sky light
showers grades of blue across us
dusk-joined, love-linked,
until the blue,
[cobalt-navy-phthalo]
subsumes this space,
this air,
and us.
brushtip helloes, sprinkling,
slightly smeared through relaxed eyelids.
Undulating rhythm
from our hearts
rides this moment’s languor,
slow, subsiding contentment,
subdued in jasmine moisture
distilled where our bodies moved.
The whisper of your breathing and
a pan flute on a far hillside blend-
fantasy and certainty fused
in the mind’s cochlea.
The darkling sky light
showers grades of blue across us
dusk-joined, love-linked,
until the blue,
[cobalt-navy-phthalo]
subsumes this space,
this air,
and us.
I like your writing style and your approach to your subjects, very much.
Thanks for that poetic image.
This poem reminds me of the song “Blue” by A Perfect Circle. Excellent work!
thanks for the encouraging comments.