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Silent in its violence, the sun
lays its ancient fire-hand on the heat-scoured
concrete of the promenade,
the boxy seafront chalets tilting and creaking at angles,
scorched, salt-stiffened gardens,
sand dunes, the screaming blue sea.
It is so difficult to accept a loss, a deprivation.
Innocence flaps its winding sheet behind me,

its mummy cloth of myth.
As from an isolated moon I see
the first cold breaker rush to engulf me:
an underwater undulance,
undercurrents of menace, of malice.
The sand-strewn strand stretches into infinity,
shimmering with the visions, the voices, the echoes,
the faceless departments of government and society.

I watch the insouciant people around me,
they possess a flatness, like blank paper.
They hump and lug plastic picnic paraphernalia,
ridiculously, all beach grime and blistered backs,
reduced to a red, cindery glow.
Ice creams, scooped from the freezers
in trinkety seashore shops,
are clutched in sunburned hands.

They are spreading striped sunbathing mats,
snide and smiling slyly.
Is it a mirage, a delusion,
plucked from the desert-dry air?
The air snags in my throat; the flat summer stench
of warm wood, sun lotion, billowing cotton -
blank but expansive; the creaking, the flapping.
A strange wind howls and banters in my ear.

And the train shrieks through its station -
the station of my brain -
a riddled red abyss, poker-hot.
The sun is sinking:
a disc of fire, a blood clot.
Water floods the ridgy shallows,
eddying into treacherous pits.
The black gun muzzle of my mouth

flays the oxygen from the air.
My nerves a hive of wires suffering
the scarlet atrocities.
Pokers put out my eyes.
Squeezed by the forceps of agony
I see nothing, nothing
but a mirage of wavering dunes closing in
and the sea splintering; a multitude of glass glittering.

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  1. Date: 12/11/2012 8:55:00 AM

    QUITE AN UNDERTAKING! YOU SHOULD BE VERY PROUD OF THIS !! YOU DID WELL! Your mind is as gorgeous as your face!!

  1. Date: 9/6/2012 3:32:00 PM

    *.# Wow, It Seems Within This Poetic Masterpiece Amid Ruby Reds Blue Black Brilliance, My Amazingly Beautiful Charlotte ~ Saying This Truth Within A Versefuls Terms ~ Tis As If Your Beauty Is Both Addressing & Beholding Beyound This Moment & Realm ? Something Quite Concrete & Lasting Of Which Very Few, Can See; At Least, Within Humanities Place ~ Smile, I Love Your Beautiful, Rare & Gripping Brush; Tis Sooo Easy To Love ~ Two Faves & Sparkling, Their Glow ~ My Love To You, Tristen *.*

  1. Date: 8/30/2012 11:26:00 AM

    Intense, and well scripted love. You've emptied the ink out of your pen, ans replaced it with fire. It's that hot to me. This is better than superb!

  1. Date: 8/27/2012 2:03:00 PM

    Great work here Charlotte, almost makes me want to greet winter...Well almost.." I'm not that brave you know))

  1. Date: 8/24/2012 8:49:00 PM

    charlotte, I never posted the one about my sisters on here. Just at my blog. Are you talking about my constanza? I have over a thousand poems never even posted here at Soup. I don't like to put my stuff up hastily. Saving them for a rainy day. haha

  1. Date: 8/24/2012 8:49:00 PM

    Do you have any poems anywhere that I have not read? I never can find any of yours to see!

  1. Date: 8/18/2012 12:18:00 PM

    floating above you awaits a kiss, while you sleep it will not miss.eyes are closed and wait for dawn. at first light your lips fly on.

    loving iii Avatar john loving iii Date: 8/18/2012 12:19:00 PM Block poet from commenting on your poetry

    your fans are screeming for you
  1. Date: 8/18/2012 11:19:00 AM

    hey, I miss you, Charlotte. Please come back.

  1. Date: 8/9/2012 8:37:00 AM

    Charlotte where are you?, this is so inspiring, so profound,

  1. Date: 7/31/2012 5:24:00 PM

    sometimes i forget how connected we are. i can clearly see how my fathers day has affected you. it was this fathers day that i realized what my sister suffered mothers day for these past few years. when her friend said to me "nita does'nt do mothers day."

  1. Date: 7/30/2012 11:23:00 AM

    Very busy working,house got broken into Monday last. Uncle fell and broke his hip Friday along with women issues. All combinded to keep me away from the soup. And I can't access soup mail from my mobil. I'll look at it later.

  1. Date: 7/26/2012 4:42:00 PM

    i should pat myself for visiting , charlotte...this gives me a real creative booster with such flow and richness of content..super congrats!..:) huggs!

  1. Date: 7/26/2012 6:05:00 AM

    I see that this was a excellent deserved win...I shall say that this is a powerful write..enjoyed!!!

  1. Date: 7/25/2012 9:18:00 PM

    Strangly I un.derstand compliments my poem. I read your comment and looked for the piece and found this.not a tree but a branch.I cannot say its beautifull but it is meaningful to us if no one else.

  1. Date: 7/17/2012 2:15:00 PM

    Pretty damn perfect! Now I messed up three responses to your last response to my Schrodinger's Cat poem. Triple damn! (signed) One of the flat people (you never wanna see me in a bathing suit!)

    Puddifoot Avatar Charlotte Puddifoot Date: 7/18/2012 5:43:00 AM Block poet from commenting on your poetry

    a bathing suit is more attractive than the blistered backs that belong to the flat people :)
  1. Date: 7/13/2012 11:48:00 AM

    great write Charlotte,love it,and I moved it,lol lol

  1. Date: 7/7/2012 3:34:00 PM

    How delightful. I perhaps would not have discovered you if you had not responded on my page just now. This is EXCELLENT and you write much as I do. I'll certainly be looking at more! -Dean

  1. Date: 7/4/2012 1:02:00 PM

    it the big holliday here. the holiday in a sence you gave us. later we will be going out to experience some of this very poem. down to the river and the arch for the fair and fire works. later though now is just too hot. a little later when we have the blood clot.

  1. Date: 7/2/2012 6:02:00 PM

    Very powerful write here Charlotte, your soul is a burning coal of emotion as you pen this, I am so glad I stopped by to read this treasure, I would have been sorry if I had missed this, have a great evening my dear, hugs vie

  1. Date: 7/1/2012 12:16:00 PM

    Congrats, Lovely Poem. Shawn

  1. Date: 6/29/2012 1:12:00 PM

    Charlotte, belated congrats on your win..David

  1. Date: 6/28/2012 10:05:00 AM

    Wow, Charlotte! This is another very gripping and evocative poem from you-- what a unique way to approach summer! You certainly deserve this 1st place win! Bravo to you! Also I enjoyed your sprinkling of alliteration here! I hope that all is well with you and thank you for passing by my poem with your encouraging words :)! Super congrats on your win!! :D

  1. Date: 6/28/2012 9:07:00 AM

    wow!!!! spell bound!!! congrats on the top placement!

  1. Date: 6/27/2012 12:28:00 PM

    Congratulations on your placement in the Summer contest Charlotte. Love, Carol

  1. Date: 6/27/2012 10:27:00 AM

    sultry images that deserve top win, charlotte... big congrats!..:) huggs!

  1. Date: 6/27/2012 8:10:00 AM

    Hmmm... some like it hot...???? Well anyway, congrats on your win! Terry

  1. Date: 6/26/2012 10:08:00 PM

    Charlotte. This is really an impressive piece and it is easy to see why it garnered top honors. Congratulations on your wonderful win, you deserve it!

  1. Date: 6/26/2012 6:37:00 PM

    wow, sounds like someone does not enjoy the heat on a day at the beach. GREAT imagery, like when you compared the mouth to a black gun muzzle. I can see how Debs loved this. Congrats on a superlative write.

  1. Date: 6/26/2012 5:46:00 PM

    Charlotte, congratulations on a job well done... DG. has some of the toughest contest.. I am so happy to see you on her wonderful list.. Always~PD

  1. Date: 6/26/2012 4:15:00 PM

    You are truly an amazing writer, fav lines [Silent in its violence/ such a strong opening exquiste use of INTERNAL rhyme] [Innocence flaps its winding sheet / I know a winding sheet is a SHROUD ;)][The black gun muzzle of my mouth]..I do HOPE you are feeling a bit better? Congrad's on your win. Light & Love