Title: Seventh Heaven

Author: Barbara A Taylor

Email: bataylor@nor.com.au

bio: Barbara has published prose and poetry. She is a regular reader/performer at Stand Up Poets’ Nights and her aspirations are to make an audio cd of her poetry.

Samples can be heard at http://batsword.tripod.com

Barbara lives in the Rainbow Region of NSW, Australia

Sound File

SEVENTH HEAVEN

Resplendency
hugging sacred rocks
in pulsing moonlight
triggers emotions
for this time to share;
a time for amatory wishes,
remembering
ONE cannot own another's thoughts.

TWO souls swimming in space,
we search for encounter,
discovering some valid connection
to enlighten
bring forth
mature fruits of generous
wise womanly ways 

THREE decades have
been and gone
and lingering
in pounding hearts
the unexposed
feminine
fragility
of this love
still dwells.

FOUR times I've called.
Automation tells me:
you're not at home today,
but there's a glory in
these stars, this moon,
so say astrologers

that guide me:
they say that we'll meet soon.

FIVE years ago when
I crashed the car
memories tunnelled toward oblivion;
I've wondered since
do you still live?
Your framed photograph
makes me cry.

SIX days of sun
brought freckles to your face.
You danced naked,
floated in Azolla-coated dam.
You picked bunches of daisies;
like a child presented them
in laurels, accolades for
our perfected harmony.

SEVEN years together. Lucky
this number. A heptad
drenched with passion
trusting
creative ideas and thoughts.
We imbibed too much
from this golden Chalice,
became overly drunk
on reflected illusion.

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barbaraatayloraugust2000