SHARING MY POETRY

 Thought I would share a few poems I wrote.  Enjoy!

THOUGHTS by Rose Lefebvre

 

I gaze reflectively as moth thoughts

flutter against the light in my mind.

A billion stars dust the sky while

lunar silhouettes dance beneath the trees.

 

Silent shadows move about, specters in the dark.

Mist shifts across the moonlit field like spirits

drifting through to a mysterious destination.

A reed-thin echo of bird song drifts through the air.

 

The warm evening breeze licks my cheeks

as you swim through my thoughts.

 

Your name flutters from my lips.

Bucolic Beauty

 

Dappled light dances upon water

and ribbons spill through the trees.

Lilacs lend sweetness to the air,

as horsetail clouds wander overhead

adding a whimsical mystery.

Mist moves across the field

like spirits floating.

 

The lake is brushed by the breeze as

a swan, neck echoing graceful curves

of a willow bough draping from sky to water,

is wayward nonchalance.

 

Her mother-of-pearl breast a courtliness

of buoyancy, is slow-motion dignity

as she takes a slow ethereal ride,

her balance poised elegance,

an illusion of peace and perfection.

 

Stones huddle at the edge of the water

as the reed-thin echo of bird song

plays in the air.

Treasured butterfly moments.

I swim out of myself.

I WAIT by Rose Lefebvre©

 

Stars glitter like grunion running across the sky

while the pearl moon blooms between two grey-blue clouds.

Moonlight strums the undulating ripples across the lake,

its fluid energy an intoxicating sensuality.

 

Bullfrogs belch out a rumbling song as crickets add

their own rock and roll rhythm. On the edge of night,

I envision my youth hovering like a ghost.  A tapestry

of thoughts emerge, roam like smoke curling out of a fire.

 

I sense emptiness behind the stars

as I gaze down upon the distant moon-washed town.

Trees stretch their arms to the moon as I muse -

Are there stars beyond stars, other worlds never glimpsed?

 

My curves remember your tender hands that caress them,

honeyed words that drip from your tongue to my hungry ears.

Here in the throbbing night bathed in seductive light,

I wait, wait for you to call me in, into the cabin,

into your arms, into your heart.