If I could be a sliver
of your thoughts
when unaware.
If I could butterfly,
be lighthouse
privy to your heart
have keys and words
to spi{e}ll
your name in red.
If I could bubble
you with fantasies,
balloon perceptions,
forming wings for you
from dreams of mine
If you and I could
Valentine as two
are one, and
parts in unison.
I might believe
that love exists.
Catrin Welz-Stein Tutt’Art@
Today Lilian has gotten the permission from Catrin Welz-Stein to use one of four selected images for poetry at dVerse. It was a hard choice, but the image of the boy with a lighthouse inspired me. Besides I wanted to write poetry for Valentine. Please remember to use one of the four images in the prompt and include the reference back to her site.
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February 13, 2018
Björn Rudbergs writings 
A beautiful rhythm with an echo of. ..”what if?”. Like this.
It could be you in that image, Bjorn! Great poem to go with the image – I particularly love the liens:
‘If I could be a sliver
of your thoughts’
and
‘If I could butterfly,
be lighthouse
privy to your heart’.
A worthy Valentine!
I think it suited me… had to pick the male picture.
You’ve adopted a female voice before, though 😉
I like the sound of these lines: “If you and I could
Valentine as two”
we can but hope I think.
I think the answer to your ‘if’ is that you can probably manage it.
A wonderful valentine! LOVE that second stanza…to be a lighthouse — LOVING that idea! 🙂 ….forming wings for you from dreams of mine…love this sentiment as well.
Splendid. Truly.
But really, Björn, how do you manage to write such beauty in such a short time? I just received dVerse’s email notification, and already there are several wonderful poems on Mr Linky … and I’m still trying to figure out what to write. (sigh)
We do get a bit of extra time to think as bartenders… 🙂 where you around the last time she was featured?
I don’t recall last time but it’s possible that my memory is faulty. 🙂
So sweet, so touching–a little hard to assign gender to author’s voice, but still, that propels the piece into into mythos and fantasy. I chose this
image too, but careened off on another tangent
“forming wings for you from dreams of mine” – a truly sigh worthy line
There is so much love hidden in this image, I’m so glad for what you see in it
I love this part, so much:
“forming wings for you
from dreams of mine”
Making spell and spill work in the same sentence is great! Love it.
Dwight
I think surely she will be able to pick you out from the crowd, especially with such a fine Valentines Day offering
Love the cavalcade of images, and that repetition of “if”, leading to a devastating final line! Wonderfully made!
If I could…a great way to open each stanza. There are so many lovely lines that is hard for me to pinpoint a favorite, but with saying that these lines just tug at the heart.
forming wings for you
from dreams of mine
You are quite the romantic these days!
Adore the use of nouns as verbs… and the romantic bent is so lovely.
forming wings for you
from dreams of mine…love this!
Valentine as a verb…love-ly ideas fluttering in your verse!
What a lovely valentine! I particularly like the image of your dreams forming your loved one’s wings. And, of course, the butterfly is the classical representation of the psyche, which gives this an extra depth for me.
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I think this is the most beautiful poem I’ve read in years. This made me cry.
“If you and I could
Valentine as two
are one, and
parts in unison.” Sigh, oh, yes
I like the “what if” in this, and the way you used Valentine:
“If you and I could
Valentine as two
are one, and
parts in unison.”
I lost track of where I was on my blog reading when I last left off and ended up reading this one again. I think it was even more lovely the second time. 🙂
What a fabulous poem for the image. You’ve given it the perfect voice. I especially love this, “If you and I could Valentine as two are one, and parts in unison.”
What a beautiful poem….relaxing!!
Forming wings from dreams…now that’s a good thought. (K)
I find this sad, hearing the repression of the masculine psyche in your words and seeing it in the image as well. Who is stopping Male from dreaming and believing in love, besides a personified demon of thousands of years of historicity laying rigid the rules of masculinity? Who is keeping Male from his soul but himself?
How beautiful the words!
being privy to someone’s thoughts gives access to more than just to heart and love, it’s to the entire person as a whole, to their soul even, that’s ultimate love. a poem so worthy of the artwork chosen.
Loved it!
‘If i could butterfly
A lighthouse
Privy to your heart’
**swoons**