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Torquoise
Wooden planks sway at waters edge
Serenity walks quiet, mouse like.
Tourquoise shimmers
shells emptied of their contents.
Reeds of grass breathe living air
sunken roots grasp for solidity,
under a mass grave of stone
shifting with the tides of morning.
Footprints carry memory
inbetween pieces of living and breathing forces
nature implants itself for all times.
WInd whispering adeu through cracks and inclusions.
Graditude emulsifies the pressures
of hot and cold as it effects the waning moon.
Never a question of, will the sun rise
but of the human conditions placed upon
the axis of how we spin our individual worlds.
Consciousness
has walked these shores,
Patience has swam in it's oceans
Purpose is never undone
but always survives.
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Comment by: mitra - 2006-10-15 07:55
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| Do feel a sense of urgency to get those images of nature out in some of your poems of late. However, there is calming effect to this piece. Loved the second stanza. The fourth for me.. felt a little forced. jmo. ;) |
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Comment by: skettio - 2006-09-17 08:43
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| Great descriptions, beautiful picture. I agree with Kerosene, I like the 4th stanza too, especially the last three lines. |
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Comment by: dreamer - 2006-09-11 20:21
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I can tell you were in a rush to get the storm of words out. A few missed mistakes:
"of there contents" -- their
"shiting with the tides of morning" -- shifting
"WInd whispering adeu through cracks" -- Wind
No worries. I do those kinds of typos all the time. An interesting picture you have painted. I can almost see it in my mind. |
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Comment by: Kerosene Online- 2006-09-11 12:11
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Well done. I feel all relaxed right now. Ahhh...
It's = its
I especially like the 4th stanza. |
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