Monday, June 12, 2006

That Wayward Pond

This evening I walked me down to that wayward haunt:
That strip of brown forest path in an expanse of green.
I talked to myself after a long long lonely time
And fell in love with stars, metaphors, mirages!
Moonspell and the star named after a fairy
Laced skirts, antimony and dangling earrings;
I could have traded my life for this absurd silence
This silence that is the hollowness of my thoughts…

Deathpale and cold---my blue feet seek a release
I spread my arms wide open
And fly away into those very stars!

9 Comments:

Anonymous Anonymous said...

let the red flow into ur feet. death is no more a release than life. as u say urself...keep trippin on life

a very nice heart shaking piece...u kno what m talkin bout ;)

5:40 AM  
Anonymous Anonymous said...

i read this...and a couple more prior to this...im commenting on a few of them!

1:04 AM  
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1:28 AM  
Blogger are shadows illusion? said...

felt like drawing truly after a long long tme...why dear,,,ur poem,ur metaphors...does day have sme meanin in this world,,,,why this void where even ur tears dont kill ur thirst

8:55 AM  
Blogger are shadows illusion? said...

felt like painting after a long time...but thus colours,words mean something are they true.....who is lyin

9:03 AM  
Blogger Blunt said...

Contradictory of sorts but yeah..dont lose it out in metaphors, its the worst way possible but at the same time, its your call. I added some experienced inputs.
Keep tripping on life and then see how beautiful the release is..

9:51 PM  
Anonymous Anonymous said...

r u alive Nefertiti......or hidden conveniently in a new facade...watever it is m just here to request u to continue writin.....dreamers like u r too few.......

CARPE DIEM

5:09 PM  
Blogger Ridhi said...

nice word work Lucy! sometimes i;m scared of falling between the huge gaps between the lines i write...i know some friends of mine do...so they avoid my verbal diarrhea that i euphemistically call stream of conscious :o)

go with teh flow that the universe might continue to conspire

tc

11:18 AM  
Blogger Jumpin' Jellybean said...

Beautiful. :)

9:28 AM  

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