Stone margins ebb and
disperse through passing fog,
vacating while scaffolds break
from tawny sands, grasping dusty
bricks in framed clutches.
Scents of harbor mists
sail the unseen skies below
invisible muse, dripping saline
quills on concrete floors,
coveting clear waters behind
porcelain eyes; sewn shut.
Onyx colored overpass vanishes
in dwelling thickness, ten toes
sink into prints of chocolate,
soaking muds of clay to form
permanent earth tattoos.
Apprehensive fingers extend to
take shape to ground clouds,
shaking nervously through gusty
vapor, breathing moisture through
steamy pores that tingle endlessly.
Lips part so rains can slip through
the opening to grace a familiar crevice,
shortly following by curvy smiles
in remembrance, a memory of icy dew
that cleansed a sullied mouth before.
Blindly a foot lifts without hesitation,
to follow the sounds of dripping hearts
pattering a song among this veiled arch,
an unsure feeling of falling repeats itself,
and the journey downward seems welcoming.
Author notes
I have had this dream before, I am blind and cannot see where I am, where I had thought a bridge was there to embrace my next step, was really an unforeseen cliff in which I plummet into my death, and as I am falling I feel at peace, knowing I'll never have to walk another guilty footstep on the ground.
A contest entry
- The Day the Earth Stood Still by pointlessdayz.
950 points, ended January 20, 2008, 10 entries
Gold trophy winner
• next poem in this contest, remove from contest - Realistic Dreams by Jocilynn Destroyed.
475 points, ended February 2, 2008, 12 entries
• next poem in this contest, remove from contest - Write What You Will! by limechic.
725 points, ended September 1, 2008, 62 entries
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Comments
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Exquisite language in this poem...and the actual background to the poem is really great too...feeling at peace as you're dying just so you don't have to feel guilty anymore...boy can I relate to that.
Great job, good luck in the contest
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Excellent
Very well done. Congratulations on the gold.
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Wow...
This is...wow...so desriptive...I love the words you used! The last time really ended the poem well. As I started to read I felt everything you were decsribing....good job and good luck!
Much Love and Respect,
Joci -
Excellent work. I particularly liked the image of earth tattoos. Dont know why, it just stuck with me.
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It's funny when dreams become self fulfilling then we wonder what comes next with the path that comes ahead!
Interesting perspective!
Keep penning on one stroke at a time!
Bill
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solid wonder
Salt Therapy
The tapestry of your words is astounding and the more times one reads this, the more beauty and different facets one find. The discovery in the journey (in reading this poem) is also exquisite and fulfilling. I
am amazed. Thank you for sharing your talent.
jingle
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like that earth tattoes idea...really kool mate!!
keep up the good work mate
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I have this dream on a regular basis and wonder when it will come to be a reality. I love your poems, Kerri..... they speak to me. Another fantastic job sweetness.
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how funny ame without reading you author notes I was just thinking this sounds so much like a dream. lol... I so loved this. Very contemporary in the way you penned it! I would expect nothing less of you!
Peace and Love always
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