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The Arcane Skill


The resolute mind indomitable,
the feisty surfer on the waves of life 
of curled crests with strewn fractured moon
and dark troughs of sunken stars,
recedes with the ebb of time, 
looks out for the shore of the past.

The rolling sands etch seaward footprints,
contoured as the crumbling pattern of decay.
Time arrow finds the destined course 
to the topography beyond the shore,
away from the eroded wilderness abandoned
where emptiness absorbs the hues of hope.

In the weed-webbed terrain deep within
piles up the wreckage of life unlived,
turning the flushing garden to wasteland.
The corridor paved outside its delicate fence,
waits to be walked spellbound
to the sanguine meadow of tomorrow.

The innovative memory invents 
the arcane skill of alchemy,
glistens gold in the rusted crust of ruins. 
Marigold blooms in the junkyard 
on the scrap stack of desolate being, 
with the touch of the Midas mind.

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Crystol Woods

Date: 6/21/2024 9:00:00 AM

Beautiful images and phrases... this is one of those poems you can read for a lifetime and gather new meaning each time. Xo

Subimal Sinha-Roy
Date: 6/22/2024 12:43:00 AM

Thank you very much for your visit. I am immensely honoured by your glowing comment.

Linda Alice Fowler

Date: 5/27/2024 10:24:00 AM

Your work is always such a pleasure to read. Congratulations! :)

Subimal Sinha-Roy
Date: 5/27/2024 11:45:00 PM

Thank you, Linda for your comment and encouragement.

Susan Ashley

Date: 5/27/2024 8:38:00 AM

Dear Subimal, it's a pleasure to share the podium with you once again. Your poem stuns my heart's imagination right from the start with "curled crests with strewn fractured moon/and dark troughs of sunken stars" - rich, textured, despairing imagery! Your vivid emotive metaphors lead me down the evocative page to the exquisite pain and passion of your last stanza. That last stanza is 24k gold! Incredible poetic artistry my friend. Congratulations for your win in Charlotte's contest. Warmest wishes.. ~Susan

Subimal Sinha-Roy
Date: 5/27/2024 11:44:00 PM

It's my great pleasure as well to share the podium with a poetess of excellence like you, Susan. Your exquisite comments are a treasure for me and a source of inspiration. Your poem is a gem that kept me spellbound.

Thompson Emate

Date: 5/27/2024 7:23:00 AM

A deep and lovely poem. I most especially love the line, The corridor paved outside its delicate fence, waits to be walked spellbound to the sanguine meadow of tomorrow". Congratulations on a well-deserved win.

Subimal Sinha-Roy
Date: 5/27/2024 11:38:00 PM

Thank you for your visit and for liking the poem.

Charlotte Puddifoot

Date: 5/27/2024 4:46:00 AM

you usually place somewhere in my contests because your writing is of consistent high quality, but i think this is your highest placement with me yet..it's a classy write, and i like that you've pulled back slightly on the alliteration, it really benefits the poem..the last stanza is particularly good; what a terrific ending with those last three lines - congrats on your 3rd place in my contest!

Subimal Sinha-Roy
Date: 5/27/2024 5:28:00 AM

Thank you for the placement. I feel immensely honoured and humbled by your comments. Alliteration is an addiction I am trying to moderate. Thanks for the suggestion.