10:44 02 November 2009 Monday
M: Lazy
P: Living Room
seating by the beach
hung, old times
tethered to a pole,
a child's game... life is
earth spins around
dizzying my world
night afoot
alone, hungry sounds of history
on, wood lit
my body relives through heart
eyes closed, mind opens screen
i play with fire, unburned
memory ablaze,
wild... spreads
warmer than sun, i rest
having tasted kerosene again
beat but not beaten
waking sandy but not sore
troubled by knots on my rope,
rise to run, having shook the ashes off
11:00
Author notes
Fire is used to burn, as light and warm ouselves up. Sometimes we need all three when nostalgic... Seating by the beach refers to pondering.
Thanks for reading,
Kristy
A contest entry
- One Word Prompt #12 by Diminished Capacity.
1075 points, ended November 3, 12 entries
• next poem in this contest, remove from contest
Any Merit? Any Constructive Criticism? Any Thought? Meaningful comments please.
Comments
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Wonderful job with this piece. Imagery is fantastic, and I loved the way you laid it out. Thank you for entering.
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Thank you very much, I do appreciate your words
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