Silent Winds

Leaves are not wings,

they don’t die like one day old

white butterflies,

they don’t tremble in goblets of songs

like skylarks in the sun ...

 

Most of all they are breathing,

linked to our heart’s foils,

like the sigh of a lost friend

answering to us

through silent winds ...

Reviews

[BLBrown]

I think it is interesting how you use a leaf as a means of speaking about life, by saying what it is not. That's a clever technique. I read this three times before I really understand it. I'm almost there but not sure what the "goblet" and "foils" represent.

I do enjoy good abstract poetry!! Nice job!

[Cristina Moldoveanu]

Thank you very much. Foils is a concrete image here linked to the heart anatomy as an organ in our body. You can take it as a metaphor because feelings are supposed to be located in our heart, concentric - old and new- , like rose petals. Goblet because skylarks are falling from skies and from their songs full of life, like a goblet with sacred red wine.

[BLBrown]

I see. Subtle and clever. Thanks for responding!

[BLBrown]

Would love to get your thoughts on this poem, also abstract and short. No rush or worries if you haven't the time. I just like to share abstract with poets who understand metaphors and abstract.

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