Friday, October 21, 2011

I Sing The Night Alive

Alone, I hold the shimmer of you
Between fingers splayed,
As they play the music of your name.

Alone, the moon washes away
The burden of distance
Within the numinous glow of the star-saturated night.

Trees, ripe with pendulous branches
Sway to the hum of temptation
And brush the waiting earth
With tremulous forethought.

And, so clothed in cloak of leaf and bark,
I turn to you
And sing the night alive.


Copyright/All Rights Reserved Audrey Howitt 2011 


http://dversepoets.com/2011/11/15/open-link-night-week-18/ 

Wednesday, October 19, 2011

Arid Land

heart, beat you hard within this breast
to help me remember
the excitement of languorous ardor
the texture of bristle against neck
the slap of moisture in an arid land

heart, beat you hard within this breast
as flood meets heated desert
and life begins anew



copyright/all rights reserved Audrey Howitt 2011

Friday, October 7, 2011

My Hope For You

You are my heart and upon it
I have etched my secret hopes for you:
My hope that you burn brightly, and long—
That your most heartfelt desires lash themselves
Upon the winds of passion
And that your heart’s love flows
Out of eyes and mouth to the tuneful ears
Of those who surround you.
That hope survives and blooms in the inclement weather
Of disappointment—
That you find and etch your secret desires
For your own child—
And that when I am gone,
That in a flowering corner of your soul
That you feel my love for you—