David W. Parsley Posted May 24, 2012 Share Posted May 24, 2012 Thoughts for My Sleeping Wife June 1984 I find you in your new skirt. Sleep has usurped your best intentions. Nemesis. Nymph. Friend. Faint breeze in curtains wheels the afternoon in spangles across bed and wall - game figures wandered to cheeks and lashes, earthy fingers curled in the act of clasping or release. I wonder if you would know me here. Accidental brush of hair or lips could start you from miles of rippled grass, stiff sailed clouds, palominos nuzzling strands, forehead laid in drowsing clover. That meadow I once burned, or tried to, you said. I cant return. Or dont know how. You stir and the breeze falls back again. Still small fires return in their cycle passing like stars across your eyes. I recognize you now, would know you if you woke imperfect and inculpable ready to speak the few good words, hoping you're still mine. . © 2012 David W. ParsleyParsley Poetry Collection Update August 2, 2015. Poem now in print, see:Beyond the Sea: Golden Sandshttps://www.poetrynation.com/poems/thoughts-for-my-sleeping-wife/ Update November 22, 2015. Received 3rd Place Eber-Wein Annual Competition, see:Eber-Wein Third Place Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Larsen M. Callirhoe Posted May 24, 2012 Share Posted May 24, 2012 very sensous erotic. are we all not nymphs lol... enjoyed the sizzling read my friend... school is going well. i wish i could spend more time reading poetry. i am learning in english class... which is immensible to my writings finding improvement in a literary sense wise in alliteration. so all is well that goes well. ...keep at it. i am a fan. victor Quote Larsen M. Callirhoe Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
badger11 Posted May 25, 2012 Share Posted May 25, 2012 Thoughts For My Sleeping Wife - a poem as a gift, tender and intimate. The act of sleeping, the action of the hands, especially the sense of being within her dreams, - all beautifully realised. thank you for sharing badge. Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Benjamin Posted May 26, 2012 Share Posted May 26, 2012 A personal moment-- with a sense of love and caring that is enhanced by your tasteful use of language. Indeed a pleasure to read. Benjamin Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
dr_con Posted May 27, 2012 Share Posted May 27, 2012 A beautiful touching perfectly pitched poem. Intimate and yet I felt every breath every moment as if there. Brilliant. Thank you. DC & J Quote thegateless.org Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
David W. Parsley Posted May 28, 2012 Author Share Posted May 28, 2012 Thoughts For My Sleeping Wife - a poem as a gift, tender and intimate. The act of sleeping, the action of the hands, especially the sense of being within her dreams, - all beautifully realised. thank you for sharing badge. Thanks, badge, for seeing and noting the importance of a single word in the title, how it ties into the rest of the narrative and its lyric elements. Thoroughly gratifying commentary. - Dave Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
David W. Parsley Posted May 28, 2012 Author Share Posted May 28, 2012 Benjamin, it is good to hear that the subtlety afforded by use of tasteful language actually enhances the experience for some readers, particularly discerning readers like yourself. - Dave Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
David W. Parsley Posted May 28, 2012 Author Share Posted May 28, 2012 A beautiful touching perfectly pitched poem. Intimate and yet I felt every breath every moment as if there. Brilliant. Thank you. DC & J Doc, your response to the poem is what a poet dreams of. I am duly humbled, serenely gratified. - Dave Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
David W. Parsley Posted May 28, 2012 Author Share Posted May 28, 2012 Victor, you picked up on the sizzle which forms a vital chord in the controlled passion, the desire checked by reticence. Thanks - Dave Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
tonyv Posted May 28, 2012 Share Posted May 28, 2012 Dave, I enjoyed this when you posted it, and I'm sorry that I'm just getting around to commenting now. Really, it knocks me over. It's a perfect mixture of peace and disquietude like done crying and okay with any or all of it, okay with the other. It's like emerging from a dark tunnel into soft light, grounded, hopeful, patient, resolute. Tony PS -- I agree with what Badge said re the title. It's meaningful. Can't do what you've done here with a painting. A poem is the only way. Quote Here is a link to an index of my works on this site: tonyv's Member Archive topic Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
David W. Parsley Posted June 17, 2012 Author Share Posted June 17, 2012 Penetrated with your usual insight, Tony. I am glad the poem worked so well for/upon you. Your comment on the unique power of poetry is well taken. BTW: Did anyone else notice that the ladies on the forum did not comment? I wonder if this poem-as-a-gift just exposes another clueless spot in the we're-from-Mars crew... - Dave Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
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