Universe of skies
collapsing
g r a v I t y
spinning compasses
forge their deviance
inward
magnetic poles drift
s
o
u
t
h
whisper secrets
squeezing truth
until you
*STOP*
Just stop.
Just stop.
Waterfalls
In the dark
Wash the entire world
My hands
Don't know
what
to touch
12 comments:
Great Poem!
brilliant! i like the visual impact and the simplicity of the words used.
Wow this is great. I see you've been using your time to compose some great stuff while you've been hosting your competition. I like the way you've set it out so it is almost like a waterfall at one point.
I don't know what it is about your poetry that is so captivating; then again I don't know much about poetry. I do like the way the words flow and cascade; and that's a great photograph, even if I can't figure out what it is. It looks like an acid trip ;)
I love this one, a lot.
The last line brings it to a perfect close.
'Waterfalls
In the dark
Wash the entire world
My hands
Don't know
what
to touch'
Lines of water, streams of consciousness...which ones will we touch indeed.
i love that pic. it's so vibrant.
Vixen, thanks. :)
Canterbury Soul, much appreciated! I liked incorporating the visual impact of the words into this one.
Verilion, I did get some nice photographs in the meantime. One even might be the next contest pic!
Terri, I love that you find the poetry compelling. What a high compliment! The picture as an acid trip...I like that. :)
Billie, next to the dark poetry of fragrance, touch is the most heartbreaking of all the senses.
Mermaid, I suppose the first step is to reach out.
Kate, any idea what it might be? :)
I liked this one a lot, both the pic and the verse. I have no idea what the pic is, but I love it. A fishing lure? You did some photographical trickery no doubt.
The poem is effective in helping me catch its mission of a slight dizzy effect, jason. :-)
Wow ... lovely, as always!
Romantic poetry smooches,
The Tart
; *
Jaye, thanks. :) The picture is a multi-second exposure of a Tiffany-style lamp with a dragonfly pattern. I rotated and moved the camera for the blur, then held still to burn in the wing elements.
Susan, yes, you've captured it. :)
Tart, thanks so much. :) I'm quite a fan of your poetry.
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