In the valley of our streams

In the valley of our streams

A Poem by Perdition

The voice on the phone falls ill

letters spilling over letters

we stand as voices in the open canyon

breaking the mutual contrast


Two bodies bridging a disbelief

corpus callosum to the mind

watching as leaves draw eastward

 

how oddly you’ve touched my name

how strange we've held this disabling 

this valley of streams 

deeper than most chambers of ginseng 

asleep and pregnant in calm earth

 

Now sighs the whispering smile

Now tears the fear against our skin

Now hides the aftermath 


trembling  ghosts of clay

all days released from all days

 

your touch 

my greatest affliction

each tumbling a lifetime

each vines inside this empty valley

strumming a new wilderness 


we play a thousand mends

we drift inside old tears

falling page by page

knowing we are locked in chiaroscuro


deeper 

eastward

where our death may rise

to fail among the stars

© 2019 Perdition


Author's Note

Perdition
wip.

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my demons have squawked so loudly this past year, not allowing me to find the peace to concentrate on the pouring, but even in the glimpses, I like you, find the peace in coming here. I sit in the stillness and wait to hear the truths and sometimes the screams of healing. It's home, even though the sign is no longer legible.

Posted 10 Months Ago


Perdition

10 Months Ago

Home is a nice return..Thanks for the kind words and for dropping by "The walking Queen" and Happy H.. read more
Aloha from Hawaii,

I love this one for all the obvious reasons, but especially for the metaphorical aspect...brillant, you are!

BTW: I posted the first one in over a month!

lol

Wishing you well.

Alisa ;-)

Posted 11 Months Ago


Perdition

11 Months Ago

Cool!! ..gotta go see and thanks A.
I love how your writing provokes us to go on a pondering tangent of our own unique life experience. For me, I was thinking how I moved to this wilderness spot ten years ago in very bad health, not knowing how the journey might look, but coming here to find my healing journey. At the beginning of your poem, you suggest how the noise of the world falls away, as it did for me, gradually immersing myself in this spot surrounded by only wild nature, drinking a healing elixir from mother earth's bountiful breasts (((HUGS))) Fondly, Margie

Posted 12 Months Ago


Perdition

12 Months Ago

Been almost twenty years now for me. Finding a place to write and all home was not so easy back then.. read more
barleygirl

12 Months Ago

I'm honored! *gawrsh!*
Oh that's is SOMETHING! what caught my attention when I started reading is this, "body disbelief" I don't think it was written randomly at all, it's our bodies that make us limited in everything, and just when You release Yourself from it You become unlimited, the first verse is about the battle between consciousness and unconsciousness, between the hectic life and the stillness of nature, then You took us into a healing journey through it, where there is only love and warmth, You are loved and expressing Your Love, when nature holds You in her mystical heavenly arms, when her Love is bonded to Your lover too, amazing write my friend, filled with serenity, freedom and hope, if You are going to be away then came with SOMETHING like this, then You should be very proud :)

Posted 1 Year Ago


Perdition

1 Year Ago

Thanks Light, as always for your wonderful and kind words...I am flushed ;)
Light🌟

1 Year Ago

You are welcome my friend, I hope You are doing well :)
the combination of love and the rekindling of a relationship is amazing in this....one of the best poems i have read here...an artist with the pen you are.
"as we play our monsoon mend" and may swim among the stars forever...
even in death we will have our love...reaching inside another's cloud...tears fall as time heals, and love abides.
j.

Posted 1 Year Ago


Perdition

1 Year Ago

You are too kind J...I was marveled at your postings earlier as well and do appreciate the wonderful.. read more

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Added on September 20, 2019
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