Classical Zen

[Edie Antoinette]

A DAY WITHOUT RAIN

I stand in the open window
with my face to the sea
contemplating the similarities
between his breath
the wind, and... me.

Throwing my head back gently
upon my thoughts
while hugging the sun's rays
leaning upon his caring shoulder
dizzy..'dizzy' in want's haze.

Feeling the mist of the wave's foam
as it twinkles softly
against my cheeks
while contemplating how I love
this man (oh! I love this man)..
as the panting sea ....peaks.

The wonders of this love
stand before me, and more
on this day without rain
near the sea and the shore.

His smile, matching the rainbow
that straddles the sky
his whisper... of affection
pulling joyful tears
from each eye.

His fingers, tracing slightly
down the side of each arm,
sending explosions of lovebursts
to shower my charm.

I smell the aroma
of the sand and the sea
as I trace his top lip
with my tongue tip ...tenderly.

Connecting with his pulse
as I'm locked in his embrace
while I stand in the open window
with the sea....in my face.

©edie antoinette 2002

STAR BLANKET

stars...*...*...*...*...
sparkling like little grains of sky sugar
twinkling...*...*...*...*
like exposed nerve endings
as we come...together.

Moon...(...(...(...(...
floating and bobbing in the 'sea'
of blue-black velvet...
oozing...)...)...)...)...love.

Trees...^^...^^...^^...^^
heads swaying to the laughter
of the nocturnal breezes...~...~...~
...while our hearts...and...bodies...
cling...~...~...~

Shadows.../\...\/.../\...\/...
screening the glow of this
.../\...passion...\/...as...
we probe...and...touch
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NIGHT (..*..^^..~../\..)
the...perfect...star blanket...
as we love.


edie antoinette 2002
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ECHOES OF THE HEART

She was like parchment
permitting the passage of light
much like the silken intricacies
of a butterfly's wings
fluttering towards the sun.

Her softly piercing brown eyes
held his heart as their captive
bringing to mind ancient mariners
floating to their doom
by the siren's song.

She exuded an innocence
in the way that she settled
into her being
like a small child reclining
upon a loving father's bosom.

She was heaven's channel
and she was ....his.

Her feet moved with the grace
of winged slippers....
as he watched her walk away
.....leaving behind a 'lingering'
sadness
for he knew she would not return
nor would love.

edie antoinette 2002

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PAPER LANTERN

your love is a paper lantern
hanging in my soul
exquisitely
when you inhale, love
I ‘feel’ it
and the things that you look upon
"I" see.

Your love is a paper lantern
and the eyes of your passion
I view
when in moments of silence
your mood turns to love
I am beckoned in my heart
to be near you.

Your love is a paper lantern
caressing my dreams...in soft light
when the shadows crawl over
the meadow
my love for you burns
through the night.

Your love is a paper lantern
and the power that flows is
quite strong
it surrounds me and renders me
willing
and it quickens my pulse
all day long.

My love is a paper lantern
shining brightly for ‘your’ love to see
I will sway in the breeze
very gently
right beside you
my love light shall be.

edie antoinette 2002

[Shelley "SoleMann" King]

Masterpieces, every single one...SMILE. I remember doing my console like that, i been done forgot how...LOL