Grain of Sand

Grain of Sand

A Poem by TamiViolet
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sonnet VI

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Summer lovers lost in a robe of light,

Thoughts found in a mermaid's hair,

Brightness ascending torrid thighs,

Two ripened hearts beyond compare,

Peculiar how folds the imagination,

When summer's blue view is banned,

An hourglass, our sweet vacation,

Dwindles to blank stones of land,

Ability never put together entirely,

We are no longer as the white whales,

But men dwelling in a moon so precise,

Venus amid a wreckage of rainbow shells;

     The tide must ebb and flow by rule and rule,

     And we disappear into the attic of the skull...

 

© 2009 TamiViolet


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Morning sky cloudy and gray,
Here am I, Must as the day,
Empty bed you're still on my mind,
Empty heart nothing defines how,
Lonely, Lonely since you left me,
Lonely since you left me,
Lonely since you left me here alone.


Your poem reminds me of that song. It's stuck in my head. Although I've never been able to figure out who sings it. Google doesn't bring up anything. Amazing poem though :)

Posted 11 Years Ago


2 of 2 people found this review constructive.




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I love it, absoloutly love it, it has a mystical/timeless feel to it, dizzyingly beautiful


Posted 9 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

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Posted 10 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

a lush, exotic little gem-- loved it

Posted 10 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

nice work...

the attic within the mind is filled with thoughts awaiting their escape...

Posted 10 Years Ago


This is beautiful. It read as a nostalgic piece of summer loving.

Posted 10 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Th words were beautiful. The artwork made me wish to be near the sea. The lines of the poem could stand on their own.
"An hourglass, our sweet vacation,
Dwindles to blank stones of land,"
A outstanding poem. Thank you.
Coyote

Posted 11 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

You paint here with such vivid imagery of love and life. Each line is a wondrous glimpse into another world, with beautiful descriptions flowing into the absolutely perfect last line... disappearing into our deepest thoughts. The form, and flow, and feel make this an amazing write!


Posted 11 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

I always love reading your work Apollonia. Your imagery always take the reader exactly where you want them to go. Oh and I love the picture and I promise its not just because of the cat. lol.

Lady V

Posted 11 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

I had to add this one to my favorites, Apollonia. Though all of your poems are beautiful, this one strikes me personally, with the oceanic metaphors and summers coinciding with the dissipating memories, it reminds me of my late childhood in florida, and some of romances that brightened my summers before I left. I moved from florida before I hit high school, so just like the characters in your poem, our 'ability was never put together entirely'. The white whales and rainbow shells were such glaringly powerful images that they created this strange synesthesia in my mind's eye, where I pictured my old tropical paradise, but in the fairy tale colors your poem described. I also liked the last line, "disappear into the attic of the skull," that's a really awesome symbol for memories that escape into our unconscious to be dreamed later.

Posted 11 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.


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