Intricate Sea of Blame

Can you not come back from where you hide, do you even know
Up from the ashes where your fire once glowed
Do you see the hunters as they search for the flame
There among what is perfectly resting
In an intricate sea of blame

You ask me if the coast is clear while looking over my shoulder
And I wonder if you are trapped in an ancient painting
That holds no answer and amounts to nothing the same
As what will come tomorrow or today
In your dreams awaiting

In the morning, will you be curious when you hear the sound
Of faces growing old and emerging silver-tongued
Will your ears think all daylight has gone when they sing
Of golden pleasures that came round
When you were young

Can you not come back from where you hide, let sorrow be
Feel your heart travel outside of confusion
Forget about the hunters that search for the flame
That intricate sea of blame is merely
A manifested illusion

Reviews

[Sel Whiteley]

I love the way you use art and nature in your poems, the use of colour and precious metal in the third verse really adds to the richness of the imagery and the last line is just sensational. I love how your work so often seems to directly engage the reader, that makes the poetry even more intense and poignant. You're always a delight to read.

[tigerclaw]

Such a strong piece of writing..love these lines...In the morning, will you be curious when you hear the sound
Of faces growing old and emerging silver-tongued

[NoneOfYourBusiness akaK..]

balanced gem in caring palms set in wisdom's crown~

[Hayley]

"Of faces growing old and emerging silver-tongued"
Whew great last line! You have a great mixture of art into poetry here. I liked the idea of being stuck in an ancient painting, living in the past. Great write

[brenda]

so beautiful words!! i love the poem and agree in what you are saying!!

[Lily Mae]

"trapped in some ancient painting" I love this Neva it really pulls the feeling together.. :) x

[Ravyne Hawke]

Precious and Beautiful.. such a delightful poem to read aloud.. the visual of the picture really works well with this poem. Great imagery.. an excellent poem!

[Joel M Frye]

Intricate sea of blame,
illusion manifested.
Feed its watery flame
with guilt that we've invested.

Silver-tongued golden pleasures...a precious image. Thank you.

[☯]

Truly beautiful and amazing to read. The way you tie youth and nature into your poems are absolutely stunning. I especially liked the lines:
"There among what is perfectly resting
In an intricate sea of blame"
Great write, and a delight to read. =)

[Tasha]

I loved it.