Shades of Cabernet (a pantoum)

Shades of Cabernet

Deep within shades of cabernet
In the outer limits of my soul,
Temptation does a fine ballet,
And I am losing all control.

In the outer limits of my soul,
Logic ends and emotions start.
And I am losing all control
To scarlet desires of the heart.

Logic ends and emotions start
As inhibitions ebb and flow.
To scarlet desires of the heart,
I’m swept away in crimson glow.

As inhibitions ebb and flow,
Thoughts of you fill my mind.
I’m swept away in crimson glow,
Rendering me colorblind.

Thoughts of you fill my mind.
Temptation does a fine ballet,
Rendering me colorblind
Deep within shades of cabernet.

Colleen Keller Breuning © 2015
February 4, 2015

I decided to give the pantoum a try this week. Half a deca, haha!

In The Wake

In The Wake

I dare not fall asleep today,

lest gloomy clouds obscure my way.

The dark sun is not what it seems…

for true hope is a waking dream.

I feel the sting of bitter pride

swimming against the errant tide.

Let hurtful feelings flow downstream…

for true hope is a waking dream.

I search the shore for guiding light,

dazed and confused through the long night.

North Star beckons with shining beam…

for true hope is a waking dream.

I dare not fall asleep today…

for true hope is a waking dream.

Colleen Keller Breuning © 2015

January 27, 2015

Into The Gloaming

Into The Gloaming

Maple leaves fall to the ground

the wayward geese are roaming

trailing patterns across the sky

as daylight fades into the gloaming.

Be stilled, my passionate heart

the amber sun blinks, then disappears

as the music of Ludovico Einaudi

fills the space between my tears.

Beneath a heavy nimbus curtain

the moon shows papery white

illuminating shadows of my soul

that lie dormant in the night.

The darkness stirs up emotions,

amplifying fears and insecurities

every trace of hope is vanishing

scattered on the bitter breeze.

Memories have a way of haunting

every waking moment, so it seems

when the mist of time blurs my vision

just let me close my eyes to dream.

Colleen Keller Breuning © 2014

October 1, 2014

My inspiration from Ludovico Einaudi, "Nei varci di luce" 

from the album Sotto Falso Nome: