SHE SKATES RINGS AROUND SATURN


Ethereal traveler, lover of night
Enters my heart airy and light
Chanting of love in Her mystical tones
Lifting my heart to worlds yet unknown
I ask Her if there’s a design or a pattern
She answers no and skates rings around Saturn


Soaring to heights I'd never believed
Explaining those mysteries I'd never perceived
Giving me wings to fly to the stars
To planets Venus, Jupiter, Mars
I’m left with energy to burn
While She skates rings around Saturn


Gazing aloft as she glides on the breeze
The stars and the planets obey Her decrees
This Goddess of the heavenly realms
My mind and heart She’s overwhelmed
So much to see, so much to learn
As She skates rings around Saturn


A gifted Angel from above
Has spread Her wings and shown Her love
Who knows for sure from whence she came
My life will never be the same
For in my heart I'll always yearn
To watch her skate rings around Saturn


As morning light begins to shine
And She becomes a dim outline
I sleep by day and wait for night
When once again we take to flight
The music plays her song nocturne
As She skates rings around Saturn



ODE TO NORA


The brown eyed beauty
Toying with her cat
Such a sensuous woman
I’m sure of that


Her long flowing locks
Of hurricane hair
A haven for flowers
And butterflies rare


Her brown eyes imbued
With small flecks of gold
Unveil a woman  
With a precious soul


A mischievous look
And light in her eyes
Reveals a woman
That's dear to this guy


The heart of a poet
Beats deep within
So close to my thoughts
She is almost a twin


Her softhearted soul
So engaging in chat
Has brought light-hearted laughter
To this tiny flat


When all of our talk
Is done for the day
And my heart is uplifted
In some special way


I give thanks for the time
The opportunity shared
And thanks for the girl
With that Hurricane Hair




IMAGINATION


He traced the outline of her delicate golden lips with his fingers

His mind envisioning romantic locales

And lovely shared sunsets

Delighting in her midnight kisses

As soothing breezes lilt across the desert night

His imagination soared at her beauty

As his hand gently caressed her golden cheeks

And drifted ever so softly along the outline of her nose

In the dim light her features were as mountains silhouetted against the night sky

He brushed her eyes now closed in sleep

Pondering if she dreamed

And what she dreamed

So beautiful was she to behold

The aging archeologist placed the Princess’ Mayan death mask back in its case

Content until cleaning time beckoned him to dream once again.  







BRIAN BENSON AUTHOR.NET





MALINI


MUMBAI MAIDEN


  MIDNIGHT MUSIC REMINDS ME OF YOU
  ALIGHT ON MY PETALS LIKE MORNING DEW
  LINGER TIL MORNING TURNS TO NOON
  INCITE ME TO LOVE WITH A MYSTICAL TUNE
  NESTLE FOREVER DEEP IN MY HEART
  INVITE ME STAY AND NEER TO DEPART


ANGEL OF ALLAHABAD


  MESSENGERS WHISPER YOUR SACRED NAME
  ANCIENT MYSTICS YOUR WISDOM PROCLAIM
  LIGHTEN MY DARKNESS WITH THAT WARM LOVELY SMILE
  IN CASE MY DAY BE FILLED WITH TRIALS
  NIGHT TIME WILL COME AND MY SPIRIT MAY WANE
  I'LL FIND COMFORT AND PEACE IN THE THOUGHT OF YOUR NAME


LIGHT OF LATUR


  MYTHICAL MAIDEN THAT GLIDES ON THE DAWN
  ARRIVES WITH THE SCENT OF EARLY MORN
  LASTS THROUGH THE DAY THAT ALLURING BREEZE
  IN TUNE WITH THE SECRETS CONVEYED BY THE TREES
  NIGHT TIME ARRIVES WITH ITS MAGICAL AIR
  INFUSED WITH THE ESSENCE OF EBONY HAIR


ILLUMINATION OF INDORE


  MOONSTRUCK THOUGHTS OF SOMEONE AFAR
  ASTRAL BEAUTY FROM SOME DISTANT STAR
  LUMINOUS SOUL DRIFTING ABOVE
  IGNITING MY MIND WITH VISIONS OF LOVE
  NOCTURNAL GODDESS DRIFTING ALOFT
  INFINITE WISDOM AGELESS AND SOFT


NECTAR FROM NEW DELHI


  MANDOLINS PLAY THEIR CARNATIC TUNES
  AS LOVERS PLAY SOFTLY UNDER THE MOON
  LILTING MELODIES STRUMMED IN THE NIGHT
  INTUNE WITH A FIRE BURNING SO BRIGHT
  NATURAL AND LOVING NO NEED FOR DISGUISE
  INTENSE IS THE RADIANCE DEEP IN HER EYES


IMAGE OF INDIA


  MUSE AGAIN, MUSE AGAIN FOOD FOR THE SOUL
  A TOUCH FROM HER HAND CAN MAKE ME WHOLE
  LIFTING MY SPIRIT TO REALMS UP ABOVE
  INFLAMED WITH PASSION ENDLESS LOVE
  NEVER AGAIN DEPART FROM THIS LAND
  INDIAN BEAUTY WITH YOUR HEALING HANDS

 
 
 

Anna


Her name flows freely
Like paint off an artists brush
Her voice
Will quiet your soul
And brings peace amid storms of doubt

One can visit the shores of her sanctuary
And spent time there growing, listening and learning
You can see her out and about working the room welcoming visitors
She has a remarkable gift, for making you feel comfortable and welcome
A caretakers heart

Angels feet, for midnight cries
Ageless wisdom, September eyes
Inner beauty soft yet agile
Gentleness in case your fragile

A caring heart, and healing hands
Acceptance love and no demands
Wholeness healing easing pain
While navigating your rough terrain

Listening ears, a discerning mind
A trusted confidant defined
A voice of reason sound and true
And valued friend when life's askew

A special lady with an exceptional gift
To enlighten, brighten, warm, uplift
She's done it often times for me
And also for my special T

So Anna/Moma thanks so much
For your special love, for your special touch
For your patient heart so tried and true
Most especially thanks, for being YOU



 


 
 


A RED FERN AND AN ARBORVITAE  


The night phlox and moon flowers
Danced with delight

As angels flew in
On the wings of the night


And placed some seeds
In the warm meadow grass

Near an arborvitae
And the sassafras


Before too long, a red fern grew
Bringing light to the meadow with her deep reddish hue

The fern and the arborvitae grew to be friends

And floriographed again and again


The daisy, the iris, the pansy, the rose

Contributed daily to their flowery prose

They spoke of their meadow, the grass and the trees

And listened intently to the sound of the bees


A gentle rain fell one warm summers eve

To cool and refresh their sweltering leaves

Beneath nights canopy out in the wild

Butterflies dance and nature smiles


The soil, the wind all natures perfection

Combine to make friendships special connection

A  Red Fern and an Arborvitae dance in the night

While the nocturnal animals  dance with delight


Her healing leaves an angels gift

To an arborvitae oft adrift

So thanks to friendship lasting and mighty

Between the Red Fern and an Arborvitae




Somewhere, There’s A Bell


Can a bell evoke feelings she asked from afar?
A velvet voice winding through the chasms of my mind
Nestling deep into my nighttime thoughts
As alabaster memories flicker in the firelight glow
Bridging the gaps between sight, sound, and symmetry
Emerging for a brief second, my eyes capture the beauty of her essence
Lingering Lutine echoes peal into the night, before dissipating with the dawn
Leaving her resonance to mingle in my senses
Eternity captured in each of her atomic particles


Clever, she opined
Astute you are in observation
Near perfect is your embrace
Asking nothing in return
Believing everything good and magical
Erasing everything negative and profane
Leaving only light, love, and lucidness
Lacking nothing, as I face your book daily
Energized by the illusory bells cast in your pictures


Could I be more poignant?
About the artisans dwelling in Adano
Notre Dame pealing unashamed
Auditory perfection saturating the soul
Belying the true nature of your tonal breath
Liberty’s allure cracked at the first striking
Leaving only awestruck patriots to recast and revive
Eternity frolicked in the musical mist of that morning


City squares, clock towers, rising church steeples
A concert hall filled with admiring people
Noel’s magical seasonal call
A Salvation Army bell rings in the mall
Ben in his bigness chimes on the hour
Elevated high in Elizabeth tower
Lyrical, magical, mystical sound
Lifting each echo up from the ground
Eight bells chiming, a sailor departing
Can a belle evoke feelings? We’re back where we started