Beguile

Do not beguile,
Entreat me no longer
Stave not with piercings to my soul.

Turn your eyes away,
Look far beyond,
For soon you will leave, not stay.

You think tis better,
To stone up the wall,
A moon hiding, peeking in trees.

Disappointment captures,
Pride hurts us all,
A surety you'll feel bitten, deceived.

Not a moon, just a street light.
Though never pretentious
Assuming.

The veil of the shimmer
When leaves start their quiver,
Reflection becomes the dimmer.

So how does this woman
Understand this man,
Who sees through his hands and his fingers?

Untying the knots,
Of the loose ends of ribbon,
So carefully offered, unhidden?


How show me how?
Entreat me no more.
Keep me no more from this missing.


Please show me how,
Or beguile me no longer,
Entreat me only with heaven.

Raine Les 7/2/2009

wow! your pieces are always amazing!!!

You are lovely, plans for the 4th?

Beautiful!!!!

Thank you for sharing your poetry.

My sons and I will go to the marina to watch the fireworks display. I always love that!!

what will you do??

I am taking a break from my mother-in-law, hiding in and out of a hot tub all day. I will watch fireworks in the night sky from a distance. I miss my children, grands..all on the other side of the world. I am happy for you..such a joyous time..

I hope you have a great evening and I hope you get to see your babies soon...

you have such a perception, and expression that is stirring to say the least, I thank you for sharing and for caring, I send you my best regards....& may your day be bright with hope.