Monday, April 18, 2011

For The Thief With Stormy Hair



In the Night Garden, between trailing vines,

Against a wall of brick--

Dark brick--

The color of an imperfectly healed wild heart,

Find the Thief With Stormy Hair.



I turn my hands, and dark orioles rise from my palms,

Into a sky of black--

Rich black--

Like the shirt she wears, then loses like a dream,

Offering me the stars, and her dusky kiss.



I want to climb the bricks like a Morning Glory,

Reach out and softly twine around her,

Bringing the rain every time we touch--

The orioles know,

My devotion is helpless, I go to her as if I were a spirit compelled--

I love her.

That is all anyone needs to know.

________

for STWIASD

photograph: Charlotte Gainsbourg

submitted for One Shot Wednesday

31 comments:

hedgewitch said...

Ah Shay. The orioles got me right away, and the vines and the Stormy Hair..I'm seeing aureoles of light around the half-healed hearts here, making them softly luminescent in the black of an otherwise common, dull night full of the forgotten, which these can never be. Just beautiful.

Sioux said...

The line about climbing up the brick like a Morning Glory, and when you "softly twine around her." What a gorgeous love poem...

Lolamouse said...

I love "I want to climb the bricks like a Morning Glory" and "I turn my hands, and dark orioles rise from my palms." How do you come up with such spendiferous wordlings?!!

Sherry Blue Sky said...

"the color of an imperfectly healed wild heart" speaks to me, wild and imperfectly healed as my old thumper is........and the orioles rising from the hands is sheer genius. Wowzers, you are an amazement a day, kiddo. The best writing ever.Beautiful, and wild.

Hannah Stephenson said...

She is unthinkably lovely (and weird, which is always good).

Hope all is wonderful!!

HermanTurnip said...

The very *first* thing I thought of when I saw that pic was, "Geez, Chrissie Hynde is looking fantastic!"

Brian Miller said...

and that is all that really matters any way so...except the orioles...making them appear is a really cool trick...

Lydia said...

I want to climb the bricks like a Morning Glory ....what an image that creates. This is a luscious love poem.
(She has stormy eyebrows too!)

Lynn said...

Beautiful and kind of wistful.

Daryl said...

Yes, that's all anyone needs to know.

Sara said...

Shay,

Now this is what I call a LOVE poem. I loved the reference to the dark brick being "The color of an imperfectly healed wild heart." That's so beautiful and I can imagine that color.

I also loved these lines,

"I want to climb the bricks like a Morning Glory,
Reach out and softly twine around her,
Bringing the rain every time we touch--"

They made me sigh with joy that someone can write about love this way:~)

blueoran said...

Only the lover can see a beloved this way, so richly on the outside and so deeply on the inside. - Brendan

lori said...

this is really beautiful. i read it a couple of times, and each time the imagery grew stronger. very powerful and lovely.

Rene/ Not The Rockefellers said...

do the thing with birds again...
again...

this rocks so hard, Shay.

Genius.

Gabriella Moonlight said...

Oh this post it really moved me and I love it I know these people in my heart and my life.

I love you
G

Mama Zen said...

This breathes. So, so beautiful.

PattiKen said...

This is so romantic. I love the imagery, especially the orioles, who know.

jen revved said...

Beautiful dark layers to this poem-- sinuous and sensual-- loving the orioles as well. Would appreciate your take on my latest-- xxxj

Ami Mattison said...

I love the Orioles too! And this: "I want to climb the bricks like a Morning Glory,/Reach out and softly twine around her."

Also, I love Charlotte Gainsbourg and that's all anyone needs to know. ;)

moondustwriter said...

It is a wonderful love poem Shay
glad to see that stars and kisses are being offered up...

hugs from the Moon

Aquarius63 said...

Beautiful.

Anita.

Shadow said...

sounds like you've been bewitched...

Jinksy said...

a spirit compelled

Aren't we all from time to time? :)

wolfsrosebud said...

"I want to climb the bricks like a Morning Glory," what a beautiful picture...

Patricia Caspers said...

I want to climb the bricks like a Morning Glory,

Reach out and softly twine around her,

Bringing the rain every time we touch--

Incredible lines. Also, that imperfectly healed wild heart and the orioles, of course. Well, just everything.

Kim Nelson said...

The heat and yearning are palpable.

Jannie Funster said...

I want to climb the brick like morning glory too. And white star jasmine.

xoxo

Dulce said...

I want to climb the bricks like a Morning Glory... that is a line, too!

Such passion is devoted here, Shay dear...
Ah Love love love

haikulovesongs said...

beautiful from beginning to end... the love and desire sweet. ♥ dani

ellen abbott said...

woven words on the loom of your heart.

River said...

Beautiful!

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