Dolor Dream - a poem

 Dolor Dream 

 

When you are close, I lose control 

"Hold me”, (I wish), no, don’t stare 

Protest escaping into dream  

Only dusk can bring you nearer 

 

I won’t pretend I don’t pretend 

Knowing fully, it is my curse 

Visions, dreaming, wishing 

So easy to write each verse 

 

Truth in muffled whispered gasps 

My pillow holds my secrets 

Etiolate into bliss; (unrest) 

I fade in and out of existence  

 

Touching you – you holding me 

Bathed in fire’s dolor pool 

Breathing on my wet skin 

I dare not cool your soul 

 

I dare not stop my vision’s quest 

Nor wake to find you’re missing 

If dreaming brings your love to me 

I’ll never see the morning 

 

 

Jude Stringfellow 

February 15, 2021 

 

Con Amore - a poem

 Con Amore 

 

“Con Amore”, she called to him 

Allowing her intent 

Though her heart beat brio, brio 

He seemed quiet, seemed content 

 

His glance toward her showed interest 

Adagio, at first 

Perhaps a furia waits beneath  

The grey steel stare for her 

 

Unique the subtle movements 

Drone, a bass beat lingered 

Lifting slow, falling fast 

Acceso - burning 

 

Bend to love, sweet melody 

Pick up your voice in chord 

Harmonious beating, their two hearts 

Dolce sweet and strong 

 

En retenant, holding back 

These notes so fast so splendid 

Hammer on, slowing now 

Decrescendo – waning 

 

Thunderous chords strike again 

Breathless tempo rising 

Plucking every imagined chord 

Music for the writing 

 

Silence now, as music lives 

Flowing soft Calore 

Muted intonation as, 

She whispers “Con Amore” 

 

 

Jude Stringfellow 

February 14, 2021