I Serenade You


a response to Rainer Maria Rilke’s Duino Elegies  below is the  second of ten poems.

Noble words revolve

like wisps passing through my stars

touching grace.

A temporary, fractious glory

flings my arms like backward wings

with feather tips,

spread in sweet torture.

Wandering tension throbs in this dark belly of thought,

the first birth or dismembering of consciousness,

buttering me with music

sugaring my experience

gifting me with choice

to see the autumn harmony

falling on invisible shoulders

and nuzzle in to hummus here.

OH luminosity and wrath,

what is my excuse for garnering golden borders

where only liquid song slides?


Published by The Silver Poet

I AM a little spark in the sea of conscious awareness. I am passionate about bringing the concept of freedom of expression into the forefront of our one mind and a keen awareness of personal power to the hearts of little children everywhere. I exist to express!

30 thoughts on “I Serenade You

    1. Thankyou… I seem to need a million ways to describe my chest splitting open… its how I feel often when i think of the oneness of the universe…..ironic really or maybe representative of freedom from form…. but then i when i think form is spirit too there is a kind of relief…


      1. That’s how I picture you, actually…like a phoenix…every form, over and over and over again. It’s a funny thing, the internet. If I sat down with you in reality, I’d be half waiting for you to be reborn before my eyes…LOL.


    1. oooh that would be mercury I find mercury fascinating…how serendipitous too because I was just talking about MERCURY with my man this very morning and there was a distinct M in the froth on my cappuccino! !


  1. That poem by Rainer Maria is one of those that can fill pages and pages for what she’s describing and your poem does justice to the sentiment behind it. Rainer is so metaphysical and yours is so visual and thanks for sharing both!


  2. I am definitely bending my mind to this last verse:

    “what is my excuse for garnering golden borders

    where only liquid song slides?”


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