Autumn – my favorite season.
‘Alone’ – one of my early poems.
Audio track from my cd ‘Intimately Yours’ available on CD Baby - with Chuck Bergland's soundscapes.
The preceding 5 poems are combined on the Intimately Yours cd as track #3 – ‘Views from a Plane’ with Chuck Berglund’s wonderful ambient soundscape.
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Altered Perspective
High over landscape
Of powdered sugar
Rock candy – the drama
Of day to day life
Pauses
Untamed beauty of
Existence allows
Dreamers to imagine
Swimming in ponds of
Creamy fog
String of time stretches
Hovering over
Unopened spaces of
Endless creative
Possibility
© Alice Vedral Rivera - 2007
Blue & White Mood
Up above
expanded
horizon
Tempted to
reach down
to retrieve
Wisps of white
tissue and
wipe away
Salted tears
left behind by
unsatisfied
Dreams
© Alice Vedral Rivera - 2007
I wrote this during one landing in Seattle (in total fog).
Soft Landing
Diving into milk
Of cooled air
We slowly sink
Toward the earth
Cushioned by the
Gentle breaths
Of angelic sighs
© Alice Vedral Rivera - 2007
This is the 2nd poem in the series – written on a flight from Chicago to Seattle (flying over the Rocky Mountains).
Flying High
Pristine white sea
Layered blue streaks
Snow covered peaks
Break through soft quilt
Of cotton clouds
© Alice Vedral Rivera - 2007
Every time I fly, I get inspired and write poems mainly based on what comes to me as I look out the window. So I started the Views from a Plane series of poems that I will share with you this month. Westward Bound is the 1st poem in the series. (I will be on the road for the next week so the postings may be sporadic.)
Westward Bound Draped in the blue
Blanket of sky We both fly west © Alice Vedral Rivera - 2007
Timing prevents
Our joining in
The pursuit of
Serenity
As I fly away
You return home
And we miss each
Other all the more
In every
Available
Possible sense
From the 'Intimately Yours' cd available on CD Baby - soundscape by Chuck Berglund.
CLEAR BLUE SEA
Submersed in the clear blue sea of your eyes
I come up and gasp for air
Bathed in you - I forget to breathe
Nothing else exists
Only the two of us coming home
Sharing sheer bliss
No words necessary
Communicating none the less
Expressing joy at being together
Forgetting all pain
Touching each other without touching
Knowing all there is to know
© Alice Vedral Rivera - 1996
Lonely Nights
Moonbeams
Melt into the
Nakedness of
Alabaster skin
Shivering
Pale pallor of
Starlit birches
Rustle and reach
Deep into the soul of
Unrequited ardor
Subverting her
Subconscious with
Restless
Dreams of him
© Alice Vedral Rivera - 2007
