The Forest Ablaze: Book Two

By Cyndiann Lewis Walcott

Poems with soul and grit, meant to make people feel, to make then stir, to make them think, to awaken the sleeping and set them into action and to lead the lost lover back to living.

• Language: English
• Publisher: Xlibris US
• Release date: Apr 9, 2012
• ISBN: 9781469175560

Cyndiann Lewis Walcott

Cyndiann was born in Grenada and is now a Canadian citizen living in Toronto with her family. She has a B.A in Georgraphy from York University, a post-grad diploma in Research Analysis from Georgian College, and a Electromechanical Engineering Technician certificate from George Brown College. She loves cultural studies, history, georgaphy, philosophy and psychology, and strives to maintain a marriage between these many aspects in her writings.

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Copyright © 2012 by Cyndiann Lewis Walcott.

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Contents

Part One: The Forest

Part Two: The Smoke

Part Three: The Fire

Part Four: The Blaze

Part Five: The Ash

"Set me as a seal upon thine heart, as a seal upon

thine arm: for love is strong as death;

Jealousy is as cruel as the grave:

The coals thereof are coals of fire, which hath a

most vehement flame

Many waters cannot quench love

Neither can the floods drown it

If a man would give all the substance of his

house for love

It would utterly be contemned."

Song of Solomon 8:6-7 (KJV)

This book is dedicated to my children: Davier & Alora

And to my husband: Glendall

Part One: The Forest

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1. Beginning

Resting on a blanket of peaceful green

Everything’s serene

The wheels of order turn within

Helping the restless life to cope with things

Shady trees, and roving mountains

Paradise set to a moving scene

Open fields and votive groves

Luscious valleys where rivers flows

Gentle is the forest

Innocence and harvest

Man and beast in harmonious retreat

Sacred woods to the indiscrete

Air and graces weave and knit

Cooling balms to the fiery feet

A playful wind through the trees blows

Music drifts in and out of the seductive grottos

Lonely, weary hearts can take repose

From taxing friends and violent foes

The forest soothes and heals the soul

The spirit awakens and begins to soar

Teeming with mystifying enchantment

Releasing the heart from the hold of anxiety and excitement

Tolling the bells of natural enjoyment

The forest is cast at the beginning

Of all the pleasures the heart is seeking

2. Over and Over Again

You bring me pleasure not pain

Showers not rain

The sun that keeps shining

Again and again

And I keep falling in love with you

Over and over again

You bring the wind not the storm

The calm and the warm

The ointments and balms

Devotion, compassion, protection from harm

And I keep falling all over

Again and again

3. Ode to the Loss Star

(The Musical Michael Jackson)

I came to the garden but you are no longer here

With coruscate luster and musing with cheer

Though still your perfume stains the air

I called to you but you were nowhere

I searched for you and found your notes there

With strains of music to last year after year

Only my memory of you can take your place

There is no other star that can kiss my face

There is no other light to fill this void space

Grief stricken through the wilderness I roamed and wandered

But the spirit said look and I behold you up yonder

Heralding the carols of the heavenly choir

I have come to terms with what I lost

But a loss is still a loss, too strenuous the cost

So I still go back to that place through weeping mist and frost

For one more glimpse of your charming face

And of your sweet music one final taste

To layer my soul with tempered pace

4. Pursuing Delight

The crusader would wade the rising tide

Or scale the mountains seep and high

Following the lead of the crimson tip

In the pursuit of a masquerade of happiness

When he has found his maiden’s breast

The turbulent channels will be his rest

Her ravishing lips his honeycomb

Her boiling springs the comfort of home

5. The Right Hand that Embraced Me

You took me from my mother’s house

And brought me to your home

That I may know the pleasure plains

That you customarily roam

Slowly you lead me to your chamber

My drumming heart fears the unfathomable pleasure

Promised fruit and wine by the fire

And the little sparks that dance with leisure

Gently you lowered me unto the bed

Kissing my lips, massaging my head

Naked Venuses guard the walls

Along with paintings depicting the fall

Pomegranates stains my inflamed lips

The blood of passion stain your sheets

The left hand wiped the tears from my eyes

The right hand embraces with a cold goodbye

6. The Honey in the Dew

Your fingers touched my tender grapes

Giving me cause to celebrate

A cup of wine to dress your lips

As they meet mine to compensate

A drop of honey in the dew

The violent north wind warm spirits renew

Come my darling I’ll let you in

To play within the gates to my secret garden

7. Breaking the Seal

You ravish my heart with your pleading eyes

You hunger my soul with wanting lips

Broke open my seal with just one touch

Thrusting my honey pot with your famished tips

Making fleshy fountains from which the honey sipped

A broken seal and the gate swings open wide

Torrent springs of nectar floods the banks inside

The sacred fruits are ripe and ready for harvest

Turn your desires towards me and earn your interest

Take me to that place of ecstasy where every woman longs to be in retreat

8. Delightful Thirst

I heard strange feet crossing over my floor

Then the sound of a stranger wrapped at my door

There was sweet sensation in his voice

He called my name and made me his choice

He said I enchanted and bewitched him

A goodnight kiss from my lips would help him settle in

Sweaty palms reached for and lit the candle

But a wind blew it out as he rattled the door handle

"Spare me one tasty drop of your honeyed lips

And lay me in rosy delights to sleep."

Tell me at the end if I should stay or go

Tell me at the end if you would like to have one kiss more

Hands soft as lilies touched my face

Lips as succulent as sweet, juicy, tender grapes

The illusion of pleasure to powerful to resist

The thrill in the trails as his kisses persist

Granting me the favours of Venus’s power

I succumbed to the taste of his potent kisses of vigour

He worshipped my neck and prayed to my breast

Vehement, consuming flames put my heart to the test

He drank from my navel with the spirit of the juice in the wine goblet

Yielding to his pen I became his tablet

The commandments of love he wrote on my every part

And passion like wild fire surrendered the unyielding secrets of my desecrated heart

9. Let’s Play

Last night in my bed I sought and found you not

You left me tempted and boiling hot

But today I hope you’ll come with me

Into the garden to slay the beast in the tree

At noon we’ll play like two hares in the field

In the setting sun your troubled heart I’ll heal

With succulent fruit and pleasing wine

Sending the shadows back to another time

Say you’ll come