Poets logo

Teal Flowers

Of organza

By Amy ChristiePublished 2 years ago 1 min read
Like

The tones in the sky, the water,

some tears, a smile,

the laughter that links,

organza flowers to touch

softly,

you sense them, eyes closed

dipping the brush

of wishes

in one eternal song

of love.

***

What is now or becomes

stays on wings of lace,

the sand of time

still in organza,

unseen veil,

transparent desire,

moving with breeze

landing, treading secure

and then slow, standing still,

taken by wind,

close to the waves,

higher when water tries to attain

the veil of one butterfly,

looking to taste

fragrance of teal petals

spread on your path.

***

Organza alights, keeps close

scent of a start

weaves the beginning

from hundreds of seconds

that ended

and stay

in one maze of light

with doors opened once

by teal flowers of moon.

***

Connected to sea,

they stay in the night

sunshine would break spells,

enchant them

to send different echos

voices unheard

up in the clouds

or under the mountains

of wisdom and trust.

***

Silken embraces

remind you of home

with sheer organza

guarding the view

letting in birds’ song,

melody of thoughts

uniting what was

to who you will be.

***

The now is one second,

what could be stays on

retraced by one heart

back to the place

your love rose to bloom,

forgotten the wings

tinged in teal hue

of endless devotion.

***

© 2022 Amy Christie

Photo credit: Pixabay

Originally published on HubPages

surreal poetry
Like

About the Creator

Amy Christie

Passionate writer and journalist, striving to create meaningful connections.

Reader insights

Be the first to share your insights about this piece.

How does it work?

Add your insights

Comments

There are no comments for this story

Be the first to respond and start the conversation.

Sign in to comment

    Find us on social media

    Miscellaneous links

    • Explore
    • Contact
    • Privacy Policy
    • Terms of Use
    • Support

    © 2024 Creatd, Inc. All Rights Reserved.