Millefiori

Why?
Dynamites of nectar.
My head is in fast forward,
in the domination of scenes,
sharp flowers, butterflies
that ricochet outside before falling onto tiny crests, towers,
beads, blurrier
than bead-colored bridges.
Date always halts here
to hang a weather of flowerbed above the piazza;
Distant children playing rubber fire behind
margins of margarine, marguerite mosaic.
Simple things like how you whistle and stroll
among closed shops in a violet storm before morning.
The canals stay there, your heart in it,
buzzing disarray of boats in glass street delay.
Sundown and the end after it;
Roses, metallic roses, sephia sugar,
remnants of darker tea for every skin,
every animation i miss from you.
Why you inhaled poppies
every time there was a flick, a click
a couple of figurine that zigzagged in the shadows

of adamantine flights.
There is a fissure.
If this bright spine can no longer touch us there,
i'll make a body for you, a body of glossy daisies
at a blind beach that never embodies your feet
or ships that cannot sink
because they're dead.
You'll see that i won't fight back

and in the domination of scenes,
sharp flowers, butterflies,
a million buds that smother
a million paragraphs,
i'll tell myself that i'm gone,
that the flares of your contour are dandelions,
fizzling, disappearing
to a touch that arrives no more.

Author's Note

According to wikipedia, 'Millefiori' is a combination of italian words which means 'million flowers' in english. it's a glasswork technique which produces decorative patterns on glassware. Associated with venetian glassware. In this poem, i'm trying to convey the feeling of loss and confusion amidst the beauty that catches us in life. please do correct the grammar, punctuation, vocabulary, etc. if i make any mistakes. i'll be glad to have your response :)

Reviews

[Lizardo]

Wow this is truely a great poem! (love the name and the definition of it :) )
I love your descriptions in this one jonah, they're really good and really made me imagine that I was in field with millions of flowers and seeing children play around. Ah a good poem you have here my friend :)
Awesome work!

[jonah]

thank you, Lizardo! careful not to get drown in them xD my poems are the results of the complicated and exhausting feelings I sometimes encounter in everyday life. so I'm glad if it makes you feel and imagine :)

[AaronFreitas]

That is a beautiful poem Jonah! As far as punctuation only thing I notice right away is that i'll should be capitalized I'll and i'm should be I'm. I like to focus on the core of the poem because grammar and punctuations can be fixed easily but the quality of your words is what is awesome! Great job

[jonah]

thank you so much, Aaron! ah punctuation..right! I'll try to be more careful next time haha. thank you. I'm really glad you enjoyed the poem :)

[John Fitzgerald]

this is beautiful...very interesting phrasing and word choices...

these line sin particular are wonderful...

of adamantine flights.
There is a fissure.
If this bright spine can no longer touch us there,
i'll make a body for you

keep up the good work :)

[jonah]

thank you for checking this out Johnny! I'm really glad there are actually some good lines in this poem xD thank you again. your poems are awesome too!

[Will]

Brilliant use of imagery and immense vocabulary to really paint a beautiful picture. The practitioners of "millefiori" would be jealous of your wonderful creation. I particularly enjoyed the alliteration of this line: "margins of margarine, marguerite mosaic." Excellent work here! :D

[jonah]

hahah thank you very much, Will! lol I'll never be as good as them. all I can do is pour out all my emotion through pencil and paper :)) glad you enjoyed the alliteration! xD

[Ishita Dixit]

The trick is to find the good in badYou've brought out that message excellently well.
Keep it up Jonah!

[jonah]

thank you, Ishita! :D I hope you enjoyed the poem!