You were figment
of some black night’s imagination
Star-pinned
on dark shroud
after an open-mouthed smile
faded into darkness
Joy sputtering to an end
in sudden wary resemblance
to fear of black holes
and empty spaces
Closing one eye at a time
allows splinters of dying color
I become midnight
waiting for dawn
and second comings
that are not as promising
as another day fermenting
beneath this dark shroud
Author notes
My photograph I call "Crone Crust"
In a list
A contest entry
- Favorites of Silent Hawk by PureCountry.
875 points, ended August 6, 2008, 16 entries
Honorable mention
• next poem in this contest, remove from contest
Please tell me what you think
Comments
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Only One I Know,
crafts such imagery, while asking such deep thought provoking questions. you never fail to amaze me with your poetic talent.
Thanks for entering and Best of Luck
Niaish
Silent Hawk
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Excellent
Very well crafted as always. A terrific creation for the picture. Best of luck in the contest.
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Difficult when we find ourselves in such a spot. Feeling let down, bewildered by crumbled expectation, hardly daring to hope again. My natural optimism will not allow me to stay in that place for long... even if I must pin up paper stars until real ones come again.
Beautiful imagery and such depth of emotion in these lines. I love the truth you have penned about "closing one eye at a time"--sometimes we have to do that to avoid the shock of sudden colorless dark. And, that's okay, I think.
Really powerful ending, as well.
ten
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Amazing
What can I say...you are amazing.
Your poetry demands more than one reading...it exercises the mind...keeps one clear and focused.
Bravo
wolf
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