Images

Images

Searing cold vibrations
ringing in the well;
shifting sands in the moonlight
obscuring the only trail.

A song sinking, shattered
upon a dissonant reef;
pregnant clouds low flying
over the tidal grief.

Voices in crescendo
of sharply focused gall;
severed strands fraying
in the fabric of the soul.

Frail wings in the darkness
fleeing a ruptured storm;
footprints in the desert,
leagues away from home.

Pale cheeks in black boxes
hewed from fated pine;
black lace and white candles
sputtering in the rain.

Reckless thirst rippling
placid pools of bliss;
a rusty mirror reflecting
faint imprint of a kiss.

Fragrant guile oozing
down a fickle brow;
faithless eyes drowning
in the melting of the snow.

Wormy bark peeling on
bent sapling in the glen;
a crown of weighty branches
bowing to the wind.

Such are the graying images
painful in the grasp;
kaleidoscopic fragments
of life's fragile glass,

embedded in the depths
of memory's own thick balm
congealing in the ashes
of a time long since gone.
Copyright © | Year Posted 2018

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July 2, 2018 at 12:46 PM
John.. Congrats on being a featured poet this week. This poem is certainly worthy of that recognition. Blessings! Come see me...
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January 19, 2018 at 10:59 AM
John N., A nice warm WELCOME to poetry soup. I hope you have fun with this marvelous community. You'll find many friendly poets who are ready to support and give positive feedback. I TOO am ready to enjoy and follow you and your poetry if you'd like :) We are Lucky To Have you. Enjoy Poetry Soup 2018 :) Your New Poet Friend @-> LINDA <-@
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January 15, 2018 at 2:40 AM
This is all very nicely expressed, John...deserving of more attention I feel. Excellent imagery! Ezra Pound would have nodded his esteemed head in approval. My best regards! :) john
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