slowly steping onto the rocks that held her, she realizes that
it is freeing
it is unbridaled
and it is one dear passion pursuing
light and the explosion of a wandering soul
as wind grips her neck and body with the tang of the cold
she inhales the moments of air and becomes one
and again one
without a partner, without the completeness,
a beautiful stutter of a perfect sticatto single and pointed
leaving the alter was as easy and sweet as lavender
as fluorescent as the city
and steady as herself her feet feel the rocks
as she now pursues the bleach of a perfect sun
Author notes
I would like to credit this photograph for inspiring the poem. ~frida-vl did an excellent job, it is from Deviant Art.
Pure Love by ~frida-vl on deviantART
A contest entry
- Show, don't tell...Quickie 10 poets by TwilightDazzles.
700 points, ended January 12, 2009, 9 entries
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Oh how wonderfully written. This is beautiful and full of imagery. I love the last stanza
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