Flesh lays properly -
fittingly so, upon bones;
unlike, emotions
finding no comfort in this
space. One word, takes
serene into a tailspin,
two words, can do this:
A flux, a bomb, explodes
implodes, worlds collide
loosing its place in
orbit; limping across
a cloudless road, reality
seeks comfort, reaching
out to strength, searching
for light with all its affinities;
connection takes place
in higher ground -
everything becomes -
clear. So clear.
A contest entry
- translucent by Saffron.
900 points, ended July 8, 13 entries
• next poem in this contest, remove from contest
Please tell me what you think
Comments
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All it takes is one or two words sometimes to make that moment of clarity, yes? I like this one—I like the summit, the higher ground, the clear sky moment.
Thank you so much for writing this for the contest—I am happy to see it here.
Saffron
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Sorry, read this but didn't comment. Sweet piece, love. I'm sorta upset that my comment isn't the first. I think we should have a "do over." LOL Good luck and write on.
Dez
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This is beautiful. It has a delicate quality and I am afraid to speak too loud in the fear that it may dissolve and be gone.
Very well done. Good luck in the contest.
Garrison
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