REALMS WHERE KNIGHTS IN SILVER ARMOUR JOUST
“I have a deeply hidden and inarticulate desire for something beyond the daily life.”
― Virginia Woolf, Moments of Being
Soundtrack : www.youtube.com/watch?v=zNpeK7sDLzE
THE POWER OF LOVE – GABRIELLE APLIN
WEB OF STRONG DESIRE
The colours that you bring me
in this web of strong desire
that makes my heart sing joyfully
like birds before the dawn
and like diamond dew drops on the lawn
you enchant me and make me yours
what mind do I have left
too weak to leave forbidden fruit
that hangs so heavy, yet so beautiful on the bower
as windfalls scatter bruised and battered at my feet
I feast and relish all I can devour
small crumbs you throw
but how the magic that you weave
bewitches me and carries me
to places only we can know and make-believe
filled with dreams where only we can go
and be as one, unlike this life
where Summer sun comes at such a heady price
how I long for sleep to take me
far beyond this place that breaks me
to realms where knights in silver armour
joust on camomile lawns crushed and sweetened
by horses hooves and nights morph into days
where whence great battles filled the dawns
with cordite powder smoke and misty
mysterious shadows where one man
was left standing and walked on by himself
leaving his fatally wounded duelling partner
to someone else, so he could claim his prize
is that what love was all about
back then in another time
and has it changed much in this present day
so many people living lives in disarray
and disregard for anyone but themselves
they take their pleasures where they find them
then leave their mistresses on empty shelves
alone with bleeding hearts and Cupid's darts
that once brought pleasure to them
now grow dusty in their closing wounds
and scars heal rough and raised
and yet in spite of all of this
a sweet young lover still will yearn
for her brooding heroic lover's kiss
in girlhood she read all the Gothic novels
and imagination transported her gentle heart
to times so long forgotten
that she dreamt that she had lived in olden times
and trodden cobbles still remain beneath the city now
a whole world carved out in history since the plague
was buried, but now recovered like a disused cave
She went there once in this lifetime and not so long ago
It shook her to her core this stepping back in time
she felt and saw the torment of her previous incarnation
and as her eyes were opened blinking into the morning light
she knew that now was all she needed;
but still she yearned for night
and all the dreams that heaven brought
she savoured in sweet moments
she remembered in first morning's thoughts
before the new day plunged and plundered
through her drowsy mind
and overhead the crashing sound of thunder
lightning filled the room with light
and she was back again in her present time
ready to face another day and hide her dreams
in seamless secret pockets out of sight and far away.
- AP – Copyright remains with the author
My artwork is a compilation of 5 of my photographs
Copyright © protected image please do not reproduce without permission'
REALMS WHERE KNIGHTS IN SILVER ARMOUR JOUST
“I have a deeply hidden and inarticulate desire for something beyond the daily life.”
― Virginia Woolf, Moments of Being
Soundtrack : www.youtube.com/watch?v=zNpeK7sDLzE
THE POWER OF LOVE – GABRIELLE APLIN
WEB OF STRONG DESIRE
The colours that you bring me
in this web of strong desire
that makes my heart sing joyfully
like birds before the dawn
and like diamond dew drops on the lawn
you enchant me and make me yours
what mind do I have left
too weak to leave forbidden fruit
that hangs so heavy, yet so beautiful on the bower
as windfalls scatter bruised and battered at my feet
I feast and relish all I can devour
small crumbs you throw
but how the magic that you weave
bewitches me and carries me
to places only we can know and make-believe
filled with dreams where only we can go
and be as one, unlike this life
where Summer sun comes at such a heady price
how I long for sleep to take me
far beyond this place that breaks me
to realms where knights in silver armour
joust on camomile lawns crushed and sweetened
by horses hooves and nights morph into days
where whence great battles filled the dawns
with cordite powder smoke and misty
mysterious shadows where one man
was left standing and walked on by himself
leaving his fatally wounded duelling partner
to someone else, so he could claim his prize
is that what love was all about
back then in another time
and has it changed much in this present day
so many people living lives in disarray
and disregard for anyone but themselves
they take their pleasures where they find them
then leave their mistresses on empty shelves
alone with bleeding hearts and Cupid's darts
that once brought pleasure to them
now grow dusty in their closing wounds
and scars heal rough and raised
and yet in spite of all of this
a sweet young lover still will yearn
for her brooding heroic lover's kiss
in girlhood she read all the Gothic novels
and imagination transported her gentle heart
to times so long forgotten
that she dreamt that she had lived in olden times
and trodden cobbles still remain beneath the city now
a whole world carved out in history since the plague
was buried, but now recovered like a disused cave
She went there once in this lifetime and not so long ago
It shook her to her core this stepping back in time
she felt and saw the torment of her previous incarnation
and as her eyes were opened blinking into the morning light
she knew that now was all she needed;
but still she yearned for night
and all the dreams that heaven brought
she savoured in sweet moments
she remembered in first morning's thoughts
before the new day plunged and plundered
through her drowsy mind
and overhead the crashing sound of thunder
lightning filled the room with light
and she was back again in her present time
ready to face another day and hide her dreams
in seamless secret pockets out of sight and far away.
- AP – Copyright remains with the author
My artwork is a compilation of 5 of my photographs
Copyright © protected image please do not reproduce without permission'