white noise
this lake this forest these trees
i see nothing i see everything i can’t hear a thing for all this
noise
this deafening
silence
these colors all drawn in black and white and red all over
and i bleed
i cry
i close eyes i’ve never opened
i build castles in sand made from glass
throw stones into the fire
this blistering brilliant fire
shadows dance in the embers
crickle cracked red hot
embers
remember
the ghost shape of branches
the geometry of lumber
shelter
the diaphanous
pretender
this lake this forest these trees
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Linking up today with dVerse poets for Meeting the Bar and some postmodernism, join us!
November 2nd, 2012 at 3:47 pm
Illuminating the human condition and its paradoxes and riddles. What burns away and what remains. Wonderful and I particularly loved ‘i close eyes i’ve never opened’ it spun me out like a leaf in the wind to ‘the diaphanous pretender’. An unexpected poem becomes an unexpected gift. Thanks so much for joining us today.
November 2nd, 2012 at 4:54 pm
smiles…i want that kinda noise…sounds like a wonderful escape to me…finding the geometry of lumber…and sit by a fire….i close eyes i have never opened…ha, cool line that…
November 2nd, 2012 at 5:55 pm
Poetry in motion . . .
November 2nd, 2012 at 6:08 pm
Don’t mean to be a copy cat…but the phrase “i close eyes i’ve never opened…just took my breath away when I read it! Beautiful and the photo capture just perfect for your “ramblings!”
November 2nd, 2012 at 8:10 pm
So magically deft this poem can sense it more in images than words! Antonia
November 2nd, 2012 at 8:17 pm
After filling all this stuff in I HAD TO REMIND MYSELF WHY I WANTED TO COMMENT HERE- sorry the caps were on and i did not mean to shout-
Lovely poem- there was something else that seemed important but is now lost- Oh yes I liked the poem.
November 2nd, 2012 at 9:34 pm
What an incredible poem of a post. Wow.
November 2nd, 2012 at 10:12 pm
“i see nothing i see everything i can’t hear a thing for all this noise this deafening silence” and my god i want to go with you there. you be my guru.
November 3rd, 2012 at 4:54 am
very touching and why I thought of the possible loss of that lake and that forest…
November 3rd, 2012 at 8:18 am
yes, that is exactly what was on my mind when i wrote this…
November 3rd, 2012 at 5:51 am
Love the silence because it’s my retreat and meditation but, not too much. As you paint so vividly here, too much can be deafening too.
Loved all of the imagery in this, the sun, fire, ghost, glass in sand. All mold together to create a wonderful poem.
November 3rd, 2012 at 8:00 am
A beautiful escape!
November 4th, 2012 at 9:25 pm
my lovely poet
November 5th, 2012 at 9:50 am
wonderful…the pic carries such strong emotions and you managed to just extend the mood with your wonderful verse…