short poem/long poemApr 14, 2008 - 02:19 AM PST Short poem: It is in such brief moments that we come to realize a lifetime of loneliness Long poem: I found myself sitting upon creaking steps overlooking a wooded field behind me the timber construct no longer a concert hall of laughter and familial triumph That star hides behind fat clouds I lean back in large shadows and gaze upward my eyes do not burn but I close them to deflate let out air that floats and dissipates scatters about into countless atoms spreading across land and country until all that was in me is now entirely around and among everthing else My lungs do not remember and I melt between the cracks of creaking steps but the dirt and the stones resist me I flow across gravel and dandelions and hydrangeas until man-made becomes the past and I slither between sweet reeds with milky dew left over from cold mornings Past the dead trees with hanging ropes I have no arms to swing nor joy for it as it is my brethren I seek wind tossed maybe but beneath a calm repose from the land that won’t let me seep I make for the quiet pond forgotten by proud oceans and content with waiting for wayward puddles to join the place of murk and weeds And so it comes my new life in liquid I’ve reached the thicker green the first step the only step for one drop of me is enough to spread across the bottom and tickle the sides all at once breaking for the top while sinking fast light and dark fade into blue and I am the shallow hiding insects and plants and I am the deep hiding flat rocks that we skipped happily across my surface gliding in the breeze that chops my tranquil station I came to feed the fields and fall on the grasses to waft away in a mist that clings to windows and drips from leaves in a slow, melancholy percussion I came to grow the immature pith of fruit picked in earnest by innocent children wandering through new kingdoms of planted mystery I came only to return to the world of spinning revolutions and tides managed by the moon reflected atop the black plane of my body now in constant motion |
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Title: short poem/long poem
Added: 04-14-2008
Channel: Writing
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