the caption read, “survival
is triumph enough” brazenly and
manly it was scrawled in letters
triangulated and fierce. this was
a motto between you and me. a
creed, like steady living stars anchored
to the black. mainstay to nothing.
there is a game that we play. tender
soliloquies whispered in shadows.
whispered with no thought that those
words would be carried by wind, by deed, by
song. but they were. and traveled across us
and into those that we love. and penetrated.
these are desperate days my lover, my friend.
no sense in grabbing the picture books, this
place is going to burn. and among ashes and embers,
we will make our best of love on the sapless ground.
AS I read this aloud…I could feel heavy somber tones within the lines of the poem…which was so rich in its presentation.
thanks s. one of my fav parts of your blog are the readings!
Im amazed.
I love how the lines are set up, just draws you down and in.
this is such a strong poem.
reading it again and again.
thanks E. always appreciate your comments!
once again, classic and timeless themes, but modern presentation.
so many layers. lovely.
cutting to the bone poetic phrases that graze one’s cheek leaving a mark… such is a poetic who writes so poetically… glad to have stopped by…
ummmm, meant to say.. such is a poet who writes poetically…
and here i just thought you were being poetic.
😉 thanks, your comments are always so appreciated ms pie.
added you to my blogroll….finally! i could have sworn you were already there. everyone here could take lessons from your tricky wordplay and splendid descriptions.