golden sun’s fluid glow flows
over your curves, filling your crannies
opulence wrapped in creamy pearlescence
your soft skin shines in the pale pink dawn
now dazzling white in high noon light
towers thrust skywards to pierce
softly yielding cornflower skies
your marble-clad radiance blisters bright
now descending, the great bronze orb
drapes his saffron cloak over your opal shoulders
while beneath the aquamarine firmament
your gleaming countenance smoulders
silver stars prick the velvet twilight
sapphire serenity pervades
everlasting yet ever changing
your beauty pleads devotion
Written in response to Sadje‘s What do You See #71 photo prompt.
Image credit; Sanin Sn @ Unsplash
The image shows a front view of Taj Mahal, Agra. The sun is either rising or setting in the background.
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What a lovely tribute, Chris. I like the way the stanzas move us through the day, and that line, ‘drapes his saffron cloak over your opal shoulders’ is beautiful.
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Thank you so much, Cath!
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My my! This is masterful Chris. Your poetry flows like magic. A beautiful tribute to this symbol of love. Thanks for being the first one.
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Oh, thank you so much, Sadje, you’re very kind! It is an awe-inspiring image, even in a photo. Thanks for the inspiration this March morning 🙂
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You’re welcome my friend. I wanted to do something different this week. Thanks 🙏
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Reblogged this on Keep it alive and commented:
Enjoy this marvelous poem by Chris Hall. First in this week in response to WDYS # 71.
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Thanks for sharing!
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It’s a pleasure! 😍
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The flow of words from dawn to dusk … so so so mesmerisingly beautiful Chris, loved the poem!
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Thank you for the lovely compliment, HS 🙂
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Well, that’s a place to visit for sure. Well written.
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One day, perhaps… Thank you 🙂
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This is one of the beautiful places in the world❤️😊.
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So inspiring!
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This is so beautiful 💗💗
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Thank you! 🙂
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The phrasing is lovely!
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Thanks so much, M. 🙂
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Fantastic Chris.
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Thank you, Di!
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You are most welcome Chris
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Such magical flowing prose – real sense of peace and tranquility here, Chris!
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You’re very kind, Tom. Thank you 🙂
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💚
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So pretty! Both your poem and the photo! I love how you describe the colors. The Taj Mahal amazes me. I’ve never been there but I’ve had students from India in my English classes who have. Oh and I guess Foster and Panda have “kind of” been there! 😊
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I’d love to visit some day, but the virtual trip with Foster and Panda was pretty cool too!
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[…] Chris Hall; How she shines […]
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Looks like you have witnessed the glory of Taj’s beauty all day long. Your words pen a befitting ode to this magnificent monument of love Chris.
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Thanks, Radhika! I wish I had seen it in reality. This is how I imagine the way the light would play from dawn to dusk. Maybe I will see it for myself one day 🙂
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You should definitely plan a trip once things settle down. But having said that, , you have done complete justice in describing it’s ethereal beauty 👍🏻😊
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Definitely one for the bucket list… but in the meantime, I’m delighted by your lovely comment. 🙂
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I read it twice now, and yet again I am still mesmerized ..
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Such a lovely thing to say, Mich… I’m thrilled by that, especially from such an accomplished poet 🙂
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😊😊😊
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Reading your poem makes me want to see the Taj Mahal in person!
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I’d love to go too!
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🙂
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I love your personification of the Taj Mahal, Chris! Lovely poem! Have a happy, peaceful week!
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Thanks so much, Cheryl! Have a great week too 🙂
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Wonderful as usual, Chris, and for a wonderful building as well – the gold standard for wife honouring if ever there was one! Makes my semi-regular bouquet of flowers seem rather tame!
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The Taj is a pretty spectacular gesture. I was rather touched by the gift of a bag of compost yesterday 😉
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captivating! 🙂
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Thank you 🙂
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Beautiful description
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Thanks, Jude!
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My pleasure
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It is hard to imagine a time when anyone much less a king had more than one wife. And then to have your favorite wife pass so very young…
I like how you used nature to envelope the love emanating from this monument.
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Thanks, Jules! Polygamy continues though… former SA President, Jacob Zuma has (I think) 6 wives. I asked my husband what he thought of having more than one wife. He paled visibly and assured me one was quite enough. I wasn’t quite sure how to take that. LOL
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There are actually (though I think it is considered not legal in the states) some folks where there are households with one husband and several sister-wives. TV shows have been made about how the sister-wives get along. Personally I think one husband is enough 😉
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Oh me too, but a wife… maybe!
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I’m not sure I want to share my home with anyone else. I’m an empty nester now and my hubby has been working from home the past year… Not as quiet as it used to be.
The only thing I’d want another ‘wife’ for would be to help with the cooking and cleaning. 😉
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That was what I was thinking (well, not seriously) 🙂
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Sublime
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Thank you!
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you’re welcome ❤️
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Interesting blog full of wonderful thoughts. I’ve read through a number of your posts. 🙂
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I’m pleased you’ve enjoyed your visit! 🙂
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