A Musical Surrender

A Musical Surrender

Music sweet as love overflows
From my love-laden secret hours .
Music sooth her heart of soul
Impassioned resonance whispers from my heart ,
Beside the gentle, graceful , stream's ripple .
Does the melody arouse some muted desire ?
Flowing peacefully with the river’s song ?

Avow the dazzling starlit sky
Enrapture the sweetest song escaping into nature’s ear .
Above , the moon rains her enchanting beams down
Like flowing notes of effervescent radiance ;
Harmonious , delightful sounds ,
As sad and deep as lamented love's buried treasures .

Surrender to love’s song as the tides of love flood
The barren tide pools of lonely hearts ;
Whatever past tides ebbed away from the love of life ?
Concede the flooding currents fill the heart
So full of love ... the most melodious of all the harmonies ,
That one last drop, one last tear
Of joyful surrender ,  a waterfall .

Let love’s blossoms swell
Into rain awakened flowers .
The genesis of splendor awaits ,
The love song’s intimate accompaniment ,
Yielding an inspiring dream’s transcendence .
Enable the sound of music touch our moonlit slumber
As we embrace in the gentle stillness
Of our merciful surrender…

©  ... harlon rivers

Dave Matthews Band ... If Only

Blushing Paintbrush ...(10w)

paint aloud

all the ways

we misbehave

in your dreams

Bedazzled by spring’s rustling whispers

Bedazzled by spring’s rustling whispers

Whistles the poignant breeze
hummingbird’s whirr 
whooshing throughout
twining honeysuckle lattice

woven rootlets hidden
beheld speckled eggs

potently perfumed flowers
while away the waning hours

waxing heavenly fragrance
sweetly-scented suckled nectar
 
the one with eyes of a child
imbibes the spellbinding waft

bedazzled by spring’s rustling whispers
in a reverent moment's
edifying intoxication

~ ~ ~

May 29th, 2014 © harlon rivers

Cherry Blossom Blizzard

mother nature's ever presence ...

a wind storm with a different perspective ...

Cherry Blossom Blizzard

A thunderous growl

daunted the horizontal night

as it whistles and roars

through the sky-high

swaying timber  grove ,

rumbling like an unstoppable

runaway freight train

... elements of nature

howl with the reckless wind

battling to defy gravity

blossoms of Spring 

travel in horizontal waves

as the surging winds strip away

shards of flying cherry blossoms ;

veiling clarity as if it were

a stunning fragrant white out ,

overwhelming all

adrenalin heightened senses ,

with a cherry blossom blizzard

wild cherry trees drip

the perfect storm’s teardrops ,

lamenting the loss

of its season’s  purpose ,

well-grounded essential blessings

thrive to bear the fruit of their essence

... natural gifts supply need over desires

while the savored cherry pies of summer

fly away like dust in the gusty spring wind ~

© 2013 … Harlon Rivers

Cosmic Clouds of Dandelion Wishes

What would become of dreams if we keep them hidden ?

I . . .

The puff of breeze gathered a hazy gossamer cloud
fuzzy blowballs rising afloat like rainbow balloons fly higher
a million ripe dandelion florets mushroom skyward
unleashed kites sail behind clouds breath - -
sweetly poignant lilac fragrance whelms the Spring air
as white organic feathery filament flit , wishes strewn awhirl ,
frolicking with the cadence of uplifting windsong ;
her yearning heart’s fine pappus traces lifted alive ,
a dreamfullness blown aloft by wish infested lips

II . . .

Wishfulness whimsically sown about in the wind
for to reap the will of heart’s desires
white doves fly on hallowed wings of hope's genesis
transcendent sensibilities escape uncommonly
unto the wistful wafting cosmos
scattered felicity flows blissfully

in the blustery wanderlust airstream
chimera entwined in the prevailing updraught 

of sublime possibilities
where eddies swirl in ether places ,
swellen with wished upon stardust ,
buoyant with glittering dreaminess ;
overspill a moonstruck stardust
that testifies when she’s near  

III . . .

In the whoosh her simple life - breath exhaled ,
imagination joyfully comes to life
lamentable dreams could have been ; could be
lost yens can come to pass lightly
it’s never as good as it is , and it’s never as bad as it is
love must come naturally , unfurl without bounds ;
however fleeting , the moment of love never disappoints
if the pathway climbed never reached an epic apex
mountains stand tall , majestic ,
await each new aspiring dawn
it’s never too soon to surrender souls to touch ;
it’s never too late to forage another passageway ,
manifest into an untrodden higher ground . . .

IV . . .

Gently awakened from a dream by a warm spring chill
while lying back in the tall grass where wild Iris bob and sway
            . . . . . . yawning , . . . . .
looking upward towards the sun soaked sky ,
as something in the gentle whispering breeze
tickles enrapt earlobes , . .
a puff of breeze drifts past lazily
arousing hazy clouds of dandelion float seeds
animating , mesmerizing up , . . up , . . sail away wishes
spiring , sleepy, dream fraught eyes
ascending towards the endless heavens ' azure

 . . . . . . . remembering how you love to believe dreams do come true
            smiling with wish infested lips as wishes float away
            foreshadowing anticipation soars to life ~




©Harlon Rivers . . . May 1 , 2014

"Love grows by giving .
The love we give away is the only love we keep .
The only way to retain love is to give it away ."

Elbert Hubbard

#love #hope #dreams #wishes #desires

tremulous sigh ...(sensual)

thundering heartbeat's

thrummed palpitations

eurhythmic cadence's sway

a dulcet storm is swelling

poetry's rhythmic flow

love's tremulous sighs

... unleashed ...

intimacy crescendos

♪♫♪ ♫ ♪♪

.... into unbridled rapture ....

March   2014 ...rivers natural flow