Breathtaking

for those few moments in time...

There are those

few moments

in your life

when your breath

is taken

straight away

from you.

 

The first view

of my newborn son

once he was

yanked out-

the most beautiful

thing I had

ever seen.

 

The feel

of the Rothko Room-

his paintings,

spirit

surrounding me

in the gallery.

 

I felt as if

his soul, gone

now from suicide

might actually

walk through one

of his canvases

towards me.

 

The feel of the

rain-

outside a church

on 5th street

in Washington, D.C.

after a Fugazi

concert.

 

Us, teenage kids

dripping with

sweat

as it had been from

the ceilings

within,

cleansed by

the heavens.

 

These are the moments

I recall

as breathtaking-

ones I shall

never forget-

the emotion

Love

the taste

Salt

the feel

Power

the sound

Silence

the scent

Purity

the sight

Light.

 

 

Reviews

[Bear]

What and awesome poem!! I'll have to spend a little time thinking back upon my memories to recall the breath-taking moments I've experienced.

One for sure was the first trip west when I first saw the Rocky Mountains in the distance, still several driving days away. Thanks for sharing your memories and reminding me of my own.
Sallie Bear

[~Mariposa Una Lila~]

darlin, i love how the words roll right off of your lips...very supreme! x0x0x0

[beancountersar]

What a wonderful poem full of depth and comparisons. I love the way you described the rain in D.C. Well done!

[Emily B]

awe-inspiring. We all have those breathless moments. Maybe we are afraid to break the spell. . . wonderful words.

[<Abby.Autopsy>]

ok yeah....wow...idk what to say that was so good so u will definitely b a finalist...

[Ocean Orchid]

What a pleasant read .... and that unique feeling of a mother ..... which is the universal truth and u penned down really well...

[Zatoichi]

thanks for the kind review. it means much coming from such a wonderful talent. i enjoyed the read. Z

[Ralphy]

This is a wonderful write. I love the way you discribe each breathtaken moment through out time. When I read someone elses special moments in time I can normally draw a comparison with my own but even if I couldn't draw one I could get lost in you moments of beauty. Nice write

[The Viking]

The fact this poem involved Fugazi immediately gave it my approval. One of the best punk bands to walk the hardcore scene - wish I had been old enough to see it. I love how this shows sort of a progressive flashback through the most fabled memories of the narrator's life. From the birth of her son to an art museum where she was enraptured by the paintings of someone long passed on, to a night in youth just hanging out with old friends at one of the most pivotal junctures in her life. I can relate, except of course for having a son, but in that respect, I can at least imagine. Nicely done.

[Ken Simm.]

Exactly. Especially the Rothko's. Seeing all the Monet's of Rouen cathedral together. Walking alone along Inch strand in Ireland and being almost too open.

[Michael X]

Sidartha, this poem is nostalgia, sentimental endearment, memories, pondering those things the heart finds as defining specialness, when the world centers around the moment, the emotion, the love, the happiness felt is all that matters at that

particular time, I loved the analogies you used, like walking in the street after a concert, the birth of your son, and what a joyous moment that was, the spirit room where are feels the soul, your words reflect the same art capturing simplicity in a

jar like fire flies, and how you do it with ease, this is beautifully written.
Take Care, Mike

There are those
few moments
in your life
when your breath
is taken
straight away
from you