Archive for ◊ April, 2010 ◊

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• Thursday, April 29th, 2010

Michael Garmash - Toes In The Sand

Artist: Garmash

Nature’s Kiss

She walks along the shore…
Feels him as the waves wash over her bare feet
Feels him as the breeze tickles her soft skin
Feels him in the smell of the ocean air
Misses his touch with every step

She walks along the shore…
Picks up a shell on the beach – thinks of him
With shell pressed to ear – she feels his kiss
From the emptiness – he ripples through her
Holds tight her magic shell – no longer alone

She walks along the shore…
Smiles within at nature’s kiss

Michael

Category: Poems, Poetry | Tags: , ,  | 2 Comments
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• Sunday, April 25th, 2010

Artist: Gustave Caillebotte

The Path Alone

on this path alone
he felt disoriented
his life without her

Michael

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• Sunday, April 25th, 2010

Leonid Afremov - Fall Fog

Artist: Leonid Afremov

The Tree Sighs

leaves turn bright colors
final kiss goodbye – they fall
the mother tree sighs

Michael

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• Saturday, April 24th, 2010

Charles Dwyer - Hillary

Artist: Charles Dwyer

Her Reflection

in his eyes, her smile
with impossible beauty
she captures his soul

Michael

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• Friday, April 23rd, 2010

Artist: Childe Hassam

The Waiting

he traces her face
her thoughts float along the breeze
moments of pleasure

Michael

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• Thursday, April 22nd, 2010

Taras Loboda - Lady Blue (Adele)

Artist: Taras Loboda

Thoughts of You

In quiet moments
I feel your lips caress my face

In quiet moments
I feel your fingers trace my chest

In quiet moments
I feel your body – electric – against mine

In quiet moments
I hear your sensuous whispers in my ear

In quiet moments
Thoughts of you flow through my mind

In quiet moments
I feel you within me – I breathe you

In quiet moments
Yes, in quiet moments – you are…

In quiet moments
I smile you – whispers in the dark

Michael

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• Tuesday, April 20th, 2010

Music is the mediator between the spiritual and the sensual life.  "Ludwig van Beethoven"

Artist: Thomas Eakins

With Her Touch

Music alights with the movement of her fingers
It resonates in waves that echo through her body

Invisible energy flows – electric with her touch
She closes her eyes to focus on sensuous ripples

Her fingers at play – in a courting dance with the keys
Her piano responds – with laughter between the notes

Music teases her in ebbs and flows – silence and sound
Embracing her – caressing her – engulfing her

She feels its loving waves build and … build and … build
Until she’s completely a washed in a crescendo of sound

Finally, as the music fades – sitting at the piano – exhausted
She simply takes a quiet breath – as her soul smiles within

Michael

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• Thursday, April 15th, 2010

Christine Comyn - Odalisque

Artist: Christine Comyn

With Each Breath

With each breath
She feels his soft kisses – she smiles as they linger

With each breath
She smells him as the sweet aroma of soggy leaves wafting in the air

With each breath
She feels him as the cool breeze that tickles her skin

With each breath
She taste him as the flavor of chocolate and strawberries – hungry for more

With each breath
She hears his voice as the sensual dance of rustling leaves

With each breath
She sees him as the play of shadow and light through the trees

With each breath
Thoughts of him flow within her – she smiles as he fills her senses

Michael

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• Friday, April 09th, 2010

Waterhouse - Study For a Naiad

Artist: Waterhouse

Shadow Walk

Her shadow walks at night
He hears her silent whispers
He feels her soul on his skin
Her touch still lingers within

Shadows walk at night
Flowing curtains of darkness
Small glimpses of the unseen
Whispers on the wind

Shadows walk at night
Beckoning the spirit to follow
Fleeting view of the unknown
Whispers on the wind

Shadows walk at night
Free from the confines of light
The pull on the soul, so strong
Whispers on the wind

Her shadow walks at night
His spirit follows…

Michael

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• Thursday, April 08th, 2010

Waterhouse - Study For a Naiad

Artist: Waterhouse

Shadow Walk

his fleeting shadow
her curiosity piqued
chasing mystery

Michael