Stand and gaze,
to the blue on blue;
that silent line
dotted with white triangles
blurred by distance
and comprehension.
Playful eddies tousle your hair,
you entrench your feet;
wiggling deeper into the grit,
your roots, searching…
finding only cold, and numbness.
Slowly above
azure dims to sapphire
becoming an endless field of navy
awash in candle flicker;
all the while the world rushes by,
but your eyes on the horizon
hold still time.
A contest entry
- Elemental, My dear Watson by lie.
860 points, ended December 1, 2007, 7 entries
• next poem in this contest, remove from contest
Where does it take you?
Comments
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where does it takes me?????!!!!...streight to the horizon and back bravo!amazing one(again)!
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Good
As refreshing as a spring rain with its promise of renewal. Special moments that kindle the imagination and stir the heart are what make life worth living. You captured a precious moment in time and shared it with us all.
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