Lobster-Colored Sun of Fire

a love poem to Ethel by Thomas Davis

Like a snowflake in August is my love,
Like an August sun on a winter day,
Like the small thunder of a shining raindrop
Striking on a roof of stone.

O lobster colored sunfire,
How can the heavens be strewn with stars
When the sun has not felt the coolness
Of the gently silvered moon?

I have felt snowflakes in August
And been warmed by an August sun in winter.
I have heard small thunder ringing,
Brought by the drumming of raindrops,
Upon the stone roof of my soul.

O lobster colored sunfire,
Do you not know the differences made by love?

6 Comments

Filed under Poetry, Thomas Davis

6 responses to “Lobster-Colored Sun of Fire

  1. This is beautiful Tom.

    Such depth and depth of love too. It pulls at my heart, so gentle.

    Christine

  2. Oh Thomas this is just stellar rich with exquisite language and passion Your tenderness is woven throughout.

  3. Caddo Veil

    Exquisitely beautiful, breathtaking–one of those, “I wish I’d written that” ones.

  4. A beautiful poem Tom.

    I feel the better just for readin it

    David

  5. Oh, just beautiful, Thomas. Every line – and I especially love:

    “I have heard small thunder ringing,
    Brought by the drumming of raindrops,
    Upon the stone roof of my soul.”

    Uplifting love poem!

  6. Written in love, from the soul and heart.

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