Thursday, November 10, 2011

Short and Salty?

So these are all short and more impressions than weighty meaty things.  But some of them feel heavy anyway.  As always- let me know what you think :)


Forest Fire

The forest is blazing
in swaths of blood and gold
the glowing embers glint
sizzling through violent winds
and soon only the silhouettes
of the Ash trees will survive,
smoldering into the cold night.

Sunrise
How did you come from the dark abyss,
how did you rise from the gloom?
Did the cloud shrouded stars
birth golden rays
with which to hide the moon?

How did you come from the empty spaces,
how did you rise from the cold?
Did the yawning chasm
shut with a snap
that sparked the fiery noon?

Morning
The sun rose slowly over her, sleeping-
Hair full of chlorine and adventures
Lips trembling with heights and hopes
And when her eyes opened, slowly
They shone with the light of a star,
Fallen on seas shimmering with ice and laughter.

Amber
Words drip slowly over moments
capturing beauty, banishing breath
preserving fragile husks of instants
lost in the long walk of time

Loneliness
We are never less alone than in loneliness
when the collective consciousness
presses it's hands to our hearts
and we gasp at the multitudinous solitude,
our isolation multiplied by the thousand single faces
that look out, together, at the world- on our own.

Manners
Hope is the human condition-
when you loose it,
politely excuse yourself
from the room.

1 comment:

  1. I love how much variation exists within these poems Rosie! (Reading your poetry has been an excellent study break by the way...)
    One of my favorites is 'Loneliness'!

    Ok, be honest, did you write 'Manners'? Because it seriously sounds like something that M. Twain, W.Churchill or one of the greats would have written...

    I *LOVE* it!! Heart you! ~L

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