Fair Elaine (3:12) - John Lars Zwerenz / New Release In Rock Music / From the new upcoming album "A Lavender Sound by John Lars Zwerenz" (C) Copyright 2013

The Song In You (3:00) - John Lars Zwerenz

A LAVENDER SOUND (2:28) - John Lars Zwerenz

You wore a ruffled, snowy dress...

YOU WORE A RUFFLED, SNOWY DRESS...

 

You wore a ruffled, snowy dress,

And the cool September breeze

Serenaded your every tress

With songs of sacred ecstasies.

 

The fountains and the courtyard below

Glittered like diamonds where a brook did flow,

As I kissed you on a terrace of white,

Beneath towers aglow

In the autumn light.

 

Later we roved among bowers in the night,

And a lovely refrain, wedded with the rain

Brought raptures from the skies above.

We walked upon furrows of sallow grain,

Dappled with roses, quivering with dew.

Then in the fields we confessed our love,

And all I knew was in the world was you.

~ John Lars Zwerenz (C) Copyright 2013

 

 

 

 

                           THE BOWERS 

 

An archway of roses

That leads to the bowers

Redolently discloses

Scents of the flowers.

 

The immaculate ever-present light

Of the eternal, infinite, beatific sight

Is wherever we gaze

On our romantic walks.

Through the meadows

Which amaze,

Where our silent talks

Take place on furrows

Of yellow stalks,

Where the honeyed breezes graze

Through the garden and the square,

Where your mane and its glaze

Of raven, rosy hair

Accentuates the black brows of your eyes,

And your sunny, sable lashes,

You ravish me as vines do, climbing to the skies

Of our bastion by the sea,

Around the window sashes.

 

And all the fields in their resplendency

With their carmine blooms blushing

By the silver brook, singing, sighing, rushing

Are but perfumed sanctuaries to profess our love,

Beneath the cloudless, star-bejeweled heights

Which bless us from above,

Fulfilling our dreams,

As the courtyard gleams

Come the mountainous nights.

~ John Lars Zwerenz

 

MY BRIDE by John Lars Zwerenz {Excerpt from "Breath," a new book of poems to be published this year.}

MY BRIDE

 

I am in reality from beyond the grave.

I rove among the cool, green fields

Where grasses autumn breezes lave,

Living for the potions a fall day yields.

 

I care not for the changing time of year.

I know nothing of pain, confusion or fear.

White billows race above the vast, dappled grove,

The courtyard and the manor, the lagoon and the cove.

 

I await my bride in a black, ornate carriage,

In the center of the spacious square.

She arrives with the sable look of marriage,

In her dusky eyes, in her raven hair.

 

We wander to the wild glades,

In the swirling gusts of October’s air,

Kissing in the dusk of mahogany shades,

Of ardors eternal, of passions fair.

 

~ John Lars Zwerenz

John Lars Zwerenz

Bibliography:

SELECTED POEMS (2011)

MIST AND FLAME (2011)

VISIONARY WANDERINGS (2012)

SONNETS OF DUSK AND DAWN (2012)

ETERNAL VERSE (2013)

A LADY FAIR AND OTHER POEMS (2013)

For book descriptions and pricing go to: http://www.amazon.com/John-Lars-Zwerenz/e/B007RHXDLM