At Long Last.

Up from the deeps of darkest corners
my soul sees lightning
then hears a call
and as long fingers of love begin falling
from shivery heights
they start to distill
love's sweet nectar so I may be fulfilled.

A far ether-star loads and then installs
me in new time with
such awesome
style, my sky-boat takes its mooring
to line's full length
as now it hates
any but non-ventured high places.

Whimsy eats into my all-white awning,
because the grey cloud
which was on shore
has floated away, and the tallest
of rainbows is colouring
the past
out of my eyes, at long, long, last.

Dorothy A. Holmes apwlts2
Diamond studded! I'll bet angels are waltzing to the melody of this outstanding lyrical verse...Oh Yes!...The Bard of Avon would surely be in awe of this beautiful penning. Dorothy A Poet Who Loves To Sing

Karin Anderson
Wow! Such stunning imagery it takes by breath away and the lightening in the picture kick starts the poem with such speed. I just adore, "and the tallest of rainbows is coloring the past out of my eyes, at long, long, last...

Simply Bono Razek
a wonder of a wonderful write

mistycalpoet
beautiful penning as always... a delightful read thanks Fay!

Lynda Robson
Passionate write Fay, great imagery as always in your work xx

samanyan
lovely and colorful fay

kath
A melodiously hopeful write that looks to new horizons, climbs greater heights and seeks future shores Fay! Though if you forget your packed lunch, I'm not going to run round the world to bring it to you!!! :) Kath xxxxx

carol
brillant rainbow fay

Sandra Martyres
the tallest Of rainbows is colouring the past Out of my eyes, at long, long, last. A very beautiful piece Fay....love the ending

nimal dunuhinga
Love calls from the heights witha bright lightning Oh! Wish your rainbow colour love long!long! last! A fine longing of a lonely soul!

Shashendra Amalshan
Very beautiful Fay, your poetic nectar intoxicated me and trapped me in a mind-blowing hallucination. Nice to read.