Stare

absorbed and pale, you
sit beside burning
walls and ponder
I see you breathe
without body or voice, betrayed
by reflection
look how you’ve gnawed
and swallowed memories, how
the rust is so
bitter
you are travail
and sun going down
someone has hung their gasps
in your eyes, and brushes
your hair with stony
silence
for evil you see
the strangled brook, still
gurgling, the curling
of the shriveled leaf,
the fallen deer
for good there is only divine
indifference, the drowse
at noon, the cloud,
the soaring wren
you are a benediction, a
destruction, gone mad
in the light
–Jo 2008
Beautiful, beautiful write!
This pic is fierce!
Thank you, Blue! Good to see you here, luv.
I have been a little lost around wordpress, and the readership is diff, but I am here to stay! Soma had to set this up for me, lol!
I love reading your poetry, I see you posted more on the other, so I will definitely check them out ASAP.
Hugs!!!
You seem to have nailed the hammer on its head.
Love your word usage. That is poetry.
Many thanks, Benafia, for your very kind comment! Much appreciated.
Haunting. Well done.
Thank you, my friend.