Flowers of the Sand

It staggers me 
Venom playful on my tongue 
My vein
Cupping crisp flowers of sand just to
Watch as they sift in me

It is a blinding of sorts
A coolness that darkens the wrist

That’s how he laid it down
He spoke quite clearly
As if clearly
This could be forgiven

“Do not fellow the flaws of your enemy
Let them come
All appealing
All golden
Feed of brackish immunization
Wash away the teary smiles from those days of
Cold fetus
Hopeless minds
Be strung
Claim each chord carefully
Darken the sins of ivory
Crisp as scrimshaw saddled soul”

But I have dreamt 
Stalked by antlers of eastern awakening 
Pouring water on a pottery moon 
Jasmine scented stars

I have been beveled over odd and spine
Smells of animal
And songs of war

Talked of blood and yes
I have killed and
Lived
Tangled my days in wires and barb 
Impossible

I have stabbed at my legs
Struggled inside a beast
Like you

Fear
Loss
Truth…. God
And every strike 
Strikes back into the stains of sand
Each infernal blow
Kafka finds me kinder
Morphed
A deep discernable scar

Quarried 
Memories 
Towers made to bleed

In short
Petty are these
Little orchards 
Flowers of the sand

Daring you 
As I
Walking ledge
Would dare 
Dare of I

Our limbs
Wounds 
Splitting back

Ships on docks intent
A chest filled in forest
Pounding time

Always ashes 
Always time

In the coolness 
The kiss of 
Late handled afternoon 
Lips make moods entwine
Linen 
Hanging like cherries
Freely spoken 
A valentine of breeze
Moments lingering
Forever on the vine

I listen
In the brief holstered moment 
Soft prayers from her father
Uncertain
Unceremonious

She eyes my thoughts 
Then dies
Rain brushed hair 
Draped over the last of coming sun
Whispering my lament in a life of beads and
Thoughtless worries
No flowers made of sand

Only a life now over
Made from
I someday
Know we will

Reviews

[B]

Absolutely great

Great job here

[Perdition]

Thank you for the kind words~ I appreciate you visiting~
: ) .

[nightshade]

this is some mind blowing poetry. I love all the metaphors and the way you make it feel like song lyrics, so amazing.

[Perdition]

Again with talk of the metaphors??..lol.. No..jk and sincerely…Thanks~

[nightshade]

when metaphors kick a*s as much as yours do they deserve multiple mentions :)

[Perdition]

Fair Enough..And Thanks again!

[FREE_BIRD]

thoughtful and amazingly nice to if we let our mind realize

[...]

Oh my goodness, to many lines, just to many to favor! Truly exquisite poetry. If I could express emotion like this, I would have a hard time accomplishing anything else.

[Perdition]

Thanks lynn..emotions are lot like dogs at the kennel,,Ya let one out and you can bet your life the rest are making a run for it: P

[~]

I love the lyricism of this poem. A jungle of metaphors full of exotic ideas planted. Gorgeous write!

[Perdition]

Hmmm? "moonskittles" ..quite the interesting choice. Well thank you so much for the compliment and visit . I am equally looking forward to reading your poetry as well. "a jungle of metaphors". Hmmm. You know a friend recently suggested that I am filled with this…All within my conversations metaphor ladened...I suppose they were wiser words than I had realized. Namaste~

[~]

ohh, great minds?? :):) nice meeting you and thank you for liking my pen-name :)

[Perdition]

"Ode to Think in Like"~I might just have to write that one! A pleasure as well.

[~]

:) happy to be of help :)

[Kristallo]

"She eyes my thoughts, then dies... rain brushed hair, draped over the last of coming sun- whispering my lament in a life of beads and thoughtless worries. No flowers made of sand." This is so stunningly visual and lovely. Exceptional ending, I love how you breathe life into words and the metamorphosis of pictures coming alive to catch the stars in my sky; it's such a beautiful and surreal way of writing. "A valentine of breeze" keeps popping out to catch me in a breath of insight, as well. I really adored this entire piece, as I have all of your writings. Keep penning and i'll be there to flourish between your words. Great work!

[Perdition]

I always wondered for the day I would be beyond my emptiness and exiling. Now that I sense you flourishing I am at long length returned. It's good to feel this desperate world and reason growing again, aching for all that is this and more….so much more than I can ever give. But I will try. You have been missed Kris~

[Brittany Zedalis]

Sigh. I'm glad this popped up on my news feed from you editing it. This just pulled me in and completely kept my attention all the way through. I actually read it a few times over because it's so good.

[Perdition]

Awww…Thanks Luna! I'm glad to have given a lift on a Thursday afternoon.I was wondering if I had given all the blood I could to this one and of course…over and over the madness. But thanks for helping me feel better about it. NOW…I just have to edit the rest of the thousands I have waiting for me…lol.

[Brittany Zedalis]

Thousands? Wow. You're going to need a lot of madness.

[Perdition]

Yes I am…fortunately It would appear that I have more than a plethora.

[Brittany Zedalis]

Fortunate indeed. You're going to be quite busy for a while, haha.

[Priscilla Sayers]

You speak and the world falls into silence... To Listen, intoxicated by such beauty and grace with each breath of life you have breathed into verse. Namaste Sweet Hawk!

[Perdition]

Yep…you really need to start writing again…ASAP!! Thanks Canvas~

[Priscilla Sayers]

I am. Yes sir! Right away Hawk... By the way did you know yesterday was the Equinox 😝

[Perdition]

Smarty Pants!!

[Priscilla Sayers]

Hee hee! Yup yup! That's ME!

[Sher A. Lynn]

Have you ever seen Legends of the Fall? Brad Pitt's character echoes in this poem. Loved it!

[Perdition]

It's the bear and beads thing isn't it? ..lol Thanks L. ..great to haves yaz back.