In All My Layered Light

In all my layered light
The beam falls to your face
At dawn the day breaks open
Illuminating what I never knew before
Till there was you

Through Autumn trees that tower
Further than my eyes can stare
The bouncing twists of streaming sun
Land on your shoulders
Where I can rest my thoughts

Comes time for the painted horizon
To be blessed and blanketed, our day done
By the long hand light
That holds the mountain as our backdrop
While we light our tabletop candles

Arrives the moon, her pretty face
Of pearlized silver strung with a smile
The night sky sequined, laced with stars
As sparks lift from our fire
Flecks of fireworks frame your smile
And I seek shelter in it's glow

Then tired, turn my lazy laughter
To place upon your pillow
Outside the world slips into shadow
But I sleep in the light of your touch
And dream of trickling comet's tails
That brought your shine to mine

by Susan Lacovara

Comments (8)

You have taken a theme so common to the experience of humanity─light─and wrapped it into another of life's most common experiences─love. Such an undertaking by virtue of its sheer frequency is in danger of losing itself in overworn expressions and imageries. But here you have created an entirely new facet of beauty in the contemplation of these themes with the rich layering of the visual impact of your writing. Bravo!
Outside the world slips into shadow But I sleep in the light of your touch And dream of trickling comet's tails That brought your shine to mine An excellent love poem which comes from the heart and touches the heart.Well expressed Well done Col Muhammad Khalid Khan
A lovely gentle sensuos write. Beautiful.I share the comments of the others
A lovely gentle sensuos write. Beautiful.
You have fully fulfilled your goal to show the BRIGHTNESS TO EVERYTHING. As I read this the first time, I felt a glowing within me as well as the growing dimensions of light in the words. In a sense the final layer of light this poem unfolds was within me - that was the effect of your flowing words. And it is that flow that I felt strongly on a second reading. The second, third and fourth stanzas are one long sentence, a point of grammar which is important because it creates an almost breathless flowing of this love scene to its natural fulfillment in sleep (and dreams, no doubt) . The tenderness your poem displays is certainly a component of seeing THROUGH EYES WITH LOVE. I recently wrote a Love Poem with the intentionally overstated title AN UNEXPECTED MEETING FRAMED BY TWO SOLITUDES. It is a narrative poem. Your poem is also a Love Poem but in the category of a Lyric Poem. Our two poems, Lyric and Narrative, speak to each other in the happiness of achieved love.
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