She stood there talked excitedly
with her hands
from a distance
my attention was caught
A breeze lifted her golden locks
gently in winsome puffs
maybe it was even created by
those incessant hands?
Beauty on display
highlighted by sun flashes and sparkles reflected
off diamond and silver jewelry
in manicured red-tipped streaks.
Joy was evident
in the gorgeous smile that shined
through every word spoken
but the passion
…the true passion shone
out of those translucent cerulean eyes
like the dominant color
in the rainbow of the universe.
without hearing a word
or knowing a thing
I jumped into the depths of you.
© D.B. Hall
Excerpt from the book Pebbles in the Stream
About the Author
David Hall was born in a small town called Mount Airy (A.K.A Mayberry) nestled in the foothills of the Blue Ridge Mountains which are part of the large Appalachian Mountain chain. His early life involved a lot of traveling with his missionary parents, which involved stints of living in Mexico and Bolivia. His poetry reflects a love for nature and life mixed with a sense of the rustic Americana spirit and sprinkled with a lingering sense of the spiritual guidance infused by his southern religious upbringing. David has always been able to live in the moment enjoying it to the fullest while being able to be separated within himself seeking something more. Poetry is one of those outlets that gives him that something more. The diversity of genres and endless array of topics allow him to dive into poetry with reckless abandon or with fine-tuned precision; whichever is needed. Like a prism there are many sides of David, from the emotional connections when dealing with death, to the touch of the spring breeze on your neck hairs, David’s poetry can put you there.
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