Dark Poetry #3 |
Into the Blue |
bsquirrel
since 2000-01-03
Posts 7855 |
We drown on the shoreline. Her hair in tendrils wet and snaking. My hand is shaking, to push the sun beneath my nails. A violet winking face submerged below the tide's tumble and turn. Tumble and turn, copper light in shade upon her eyes. And the salty dark swallows words and will. Two diamond drops, a shining glow in something corkscrew slow. Into weeds. Float into sleep. Her bones are something graceful in the arms of something old. Sinking into peace in the arms of something new. Our keepsake names are offered up in trust to something borrowed. The end of sunlight and its birth begin in something blue. settle. settle to the floor. |
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serenity blaze Member Empyrean
since 2000-02-02
Posts 27738 |
how you manage to write of something ancient and eternal renewed with a sad joy just...well it boggles me. This played war with my emotions. damn. |
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wranx Member Elite
since 2002-06-07
Posts 3689Moved from a shack to a barn |
Yanno squirrel dude? This might sound weird, But your writing here conjured (no help from you, karenity)up "The Bard" in a couple of different contexts. For me, anyway. Oh! And it's a thing of beauty, Shakesquirrel ~Ed In reply to "which way do we go?", the answer was never "straight", but, "progressively forward". |
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bsquirrel
since 2000-01-03
Posts 7855 |
Thank you, both. This is a poem I wrote a while ago, after finishing T.S. Eliot's The Wasteland. For some reason, while writing it, the bride's rhyme of "something old, something new, something borrowed, something blue" lodged into my head, and so became the sea. Mike |
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arthur Senior Member
since 2001-08-14
Posts 678england |
very evocative there she lies clearly moving with the tide her hair floating Like it Arthur |
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Tiersdin Member Elite
since 2000-11-17
Posts 2364east coast |
Mikey, every part of this poem is my favorite. Beautifully written... *smiles* ~tier "I shall never bond again, as I have bonded with you..." |
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Miah Senior Member
since 2002-08-26
Posts 1062Pennsylvania |
"Her bones are something graceful in the arms of something old. Sinking into peace in the arms of something new." I like that part, I like the whole thing but for some reason that part moved me. Thank you for sharing this with us. I loved it. |
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Severn Member Rara Avis
since 1999-07-17
Posts 7704 |
Ahhhh..the wasteland that poem can do weird things to you. I once wrote an essay on it all about how the poem was endorsing the theory of nothing... blah this poem however is not blah. you know how you can read a poem once, not really analysing it - just gliding your eyes over the words - and then you're left with a feeling inside, like a gelling, a knowing that this means something? Yeah - this did that to me. (It could be that its 2.30am and I'm exhausted and my mind is on other things...or it could just be the poem). Good writtin there b K |
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bsquirrel
since 2000-01-03
Posts 7855 |
Thanks for reading and thinking on this poem, everyone. And Severn, The Wasteland is just .... yes, I know what you mean. I'm sort of casting "fear in a handful of dust" into the sea with this one. Mike |
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brian sites Senior Member
since 2002-06-25
Posts 1475usa |
yes yes banging head here "two diamond drops, a shining glow in something CORKSCREW SLOW" emphasis mine god damn sigh whole poem is |
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Marge Tindal
since 1999-11-06
Posts 42384Florida's Foreverly Shores |
BSquirrel~ 'Our keepsake names are offered up in trust to something borrowed. The end of sunlight and its birth begin in something blue. settle. settle to the floor.' I'm gonna 'settle' for a WOW ! This is creatively lovely~ *Hugs* ~*Marge*~ ~*The pen of the poet never runs out of ink, as long as we breathe.*~ |
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bsquirrel
since 2000-01-03
Posts 7855 |
brian, Thank you, friend. Marge, I appreciate your words here. Thank you. Mikey |
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