Liquid Ladders

Liquid Ladders

A Poem by Tracie Skarbo

Dorothy climbs up her liquid ladders

Ascending to her secret heaven

She beats on her soul

Clamoring for attention

 

Night comes and under the stars

Dorothy visits with the planets position

Seeing rainbows within Saturn’s rings

While Grandfather Moon tends the harvest

 

Peering out of cracks

Of her silken aloneness

She tends to the webs of her

Woven fantasy

 

The burgundy overtones

Have scorched their names

Within the echoes

Of her memories

 

Shrill and bray words

Erupt from her

In bouts of

Ceaseless movement

 

And I fear time drawing closer

Closing in

I feel small

Because it is not my fight

 

Dorothy and I, so similar;

At different times

We tread in the same shoes,

See through the same mirror

 

Yet we are not the same,

And although I have the sensation

That I am forever on a see-saw

With Dorothy on the other end

 

I have to let the dervish spin,

The tides draw out,

And the sun set,

So she can learn to live again

 

 

© 2010 Tracie Skarbo


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Lots to think about here. I think we can all fill in the blanks of "Dorothy for me is___, and she came to be because ___."

"Dorothy climbs up her liquid ladders
Ascending to her secret heaven
She beats on her soul
Clamoring for attention"

What an excellent beginning. Really grabs my attention. Very thought provoking. Mysterious.



Posted 9 Years Ago


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Excellent write with awesome imagerys!

Posted 9 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

That opening stanza is fantastic! Such a beginning to a great poem. The collection of images move together in harmony to progress and take the reader through something beautiful.

Posted 9 Years Ago


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So nice to meet you and your writing. This is a wonderful piece of poetry, it reads aloud beautifly and I love the title. :) -Jamie

Posted 9 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

This was amazing!!! I have missed your artful words and play on life.
What made you think up the beautiful words to this one Tracie?

I am adding it to my fav's!!!

Posted 9 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Wow the imagery here is absolutely fantastic. I love your wording, really painted excellent pictures in my head. Such great symbolism as well, the see-saw image is amazing and incredibly telling. Great work.

Posted 9 Years Ago


2 of 2 people found this review constructive.

I agree with Fabian. Nonetheless a great write worth a second read. Not something to be gobbled down, but savored with coffee.

Love it--

Mark

Posted 9 Years Ago


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I must add that I took away something ENTIRELY different from this than every other reviewer. Perhaps it's my own personal form of insanity that connects me to the aching of other souls.

Posted 9 Years Ago


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Oh my! I am impressed. I love this my poetic friend....to my favorites with you!

Posted 9 Years Ago


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