The Pearls of Catharsis Times Issue 03, Feb 2017 | Page 14
The Amethyst
Time explicit and fain around , Milieu stiffed , leaves fall down Scene senses elf so tranquil , Sprites revolve colossal ground . Scarlet autumn sun so bright , And , light Bardolino land-shade , ‘ f eve , Emerald cloud , woods giant-high and might , Nature naturism is so beauty , that Mournful breeze would yearn to leave . Concoct this- sense and thoughts ‘ f her , What raiment to kernel soul is- , Prodigious brain as ‘ f and for you , Nohow I know to hold my breath In search ‘ f thee , O &# 39 ; Miss ‘ t kept aflew , Here this vision , sotto voce air phew said- ‘ T is thee my eyes fore laid . Lost the real when ‘ t comes to you , In the virtual sketch now I ‘ m Drawing thee in the hazel airy stream , Painting my Peri in the blue- all anew .
So samite so Sloane , O ' morning dame , And young and sound and sane , Dulcet lips so curls Stygian prize
Pen as light- thy gelid face eulogize ; Amethyst the heart red so violet
Rate the blood in the raw - we met ; Pounding , throbbing cloud nine
Silken-Silhouette in light low shade -Out and out glom sense ‘ f mine . Thou au naturel shoeless touch Rosy flavour ‘ n blushful mist has all so much , On the magisterial blue-gray bed ‘ f sky
Like a cuddling soft jaybird fly . No ken ‘ f men or tellurian
Odd mind ‘ f none can suss thy shrine presence ;
Relic the souls for clock and carve , as bliss , The convivial fortuity ‘ f love on Capstones and brows and in the ocean ' s abyss , Figures us shield and scabbard ’ s sword ,