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Submitted by poewriter58 on 29 January 2008 - 7:15pm.| Updated 29 January 2008 - 7:15pm.
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I am the winds of your restless nights
I am the donor of your wildest dreams
In silken tones I whisper of what could be
Can you hear me
With gossamer wings I brush your cheeks
Can you feel me
with the softest of kisses I touch your waiting lips
Can you taste me
Like the elusive butterfly I flit from shadow to shadow
Do you know me
I am the winds of your restless nights
I am the donor of your wildest dreams
I want the raw truth, feel free to knock me on my back
This is an exercise in using as many senses as possible it is actually a lesson. I teach by example
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Beautiful! Simply beautiful! Do I need not use my sense of smell? LOL
This was very well written thanks for posting
I'm laughing
Thank you Janice yes you may if you can find a way to do that in this poem lol
I couldn’t without trashing it
thank you for your comments I appreciate it
Chrys
Great Poem
I love your use of the senses. Have you by chance read the book Fruitflesh? When I started it I wrote a poem (which I subsequently lost) but in the book it talks about using the senses. You may want to check it out.
Thank you
For your comments , well no I’ve not read that one, but I have written one if you wish please check my profile you will find it on my bookshelf
thank you for suggested reading I will indeed look into it I may still learn something lol
Chrys
With such teaching I could
With such teaching I could easily be persuaded to enrol in one of your classes … [chuckle] - it’s the proximity senses which hook me in every time, so I’m a mite sorry you’ve left out smell.
Nicely writen, sweet succubus.
Iechyd da [Good Health - Welsh]
Mike
Thank you lol
Perhaps I should rewrite this one and add the sense of smell thank you for your kind words
Chrys
Very Nice
I love this poem, Chrys. It is lightly haunting and kind of a tease. I want more…
Cat
hey cat
Don’t look now but this is in the book lol, more you have to wait for more my dear girl sorry
Chrys
Hi Chrys...
With a light touch…I can feel it…loved it.
Thank you
I appreciate that. thanks for reading it
Chrys
Smell
Not much i can add to what the others have said. I agree about the smell of course, it is the truly evocative sense (all the more so because i work on understanding smell perception and memory in my day job..lol). So may be
I am the perfume that lingers on your pillow
Can you smell me?
I am sure you can come up with something better of course. (a challenge?) lol..Keith
Speechless
Upon the winds of time unbound
Sensuous beauty is often found
I really loved this one.
Rett
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~Some call me lazy, I prefer Energy Conservationist~~~~~~~~~~~~~
That’s P.C. speak by the way.
Rett
Thank you so much
Chrystalie
Now, that is cool!
for now on, when I feel brushed or I hear that inner voice or I simply dream, I will forever wonder “who just visited me?”
I dig it,
Mark
Mark
Thank you
Chrystalie
Beautiful
Hi Chrystalie
I was about to say….How did i miss this…then i saw, when it was posted,
way before my time………how about……
I am the essence, the scent of your desire.
can you smell me.
and may i say…….A very Eloquent, Beauitful piece,
Thoughts from a Humble would be pupil.
Peter
~~~~~~~~~Creativity Is to think more efficiently~~~~~~~~~~
Peter
Thank You
Chrystalie