Pearls~

In between a wave

and the shore

my pearls scattered

at the bow of your boat

and there

you scooped me up

didn't miss a single letter

of my shattered moon

you took my siren song

with a kiss

while Johnny Cash

dreamed dusky notes through the spray

catching leaping fish

on his baritone sorrow

 

For you I became a woman

pearls in my hair

my legs uncertain

in the shallows

my ice floe gown traded

for lace

and satin

my scales decorating a seagull's throat

in the sky

while the frost built roses

for my trail

to your life .  . . .

 

 . . . .life is precarious

and in a way

I have comfort

the feel of your dying against my breasts

a memory tattoo

that curves me into an arc

around the agony

of the hollow bride

but I have these pearls of me

you collected

and saved;

so to the bottom of the sea

I will trail you on the strand

of oyster shells

and add my tears

to the sea

 

 

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Reviews

[OT]

bravo!! I was just thinking I need to read a new Selene poem ha - descriptions to make Carroll jealous - "pearls in my hair
my legs uncertain
in the shallows
my ice floe gown traded
for lace
and satin
my scales decorating a seagull's throat" - so nice! and I love the whole of the last stanza in particular! "add my tears to the sea" !!

[Theresa C Newbill]

Beautiful imagery! A lovely poem:) Well done.

[SpokenWord]

Your poetic images consistently blend stories into reality and then some. This one makes me think of love for some reason, but I liked how it made me feel and it made me smile. Excellent excellent and superb.

[A.A.Romanczuk]

...your poems are the pearls...

[Robin]

In the background , I'm hearing Johnny singing his soulful cover of N.I.N. "Hurt"

your poetry - you , such a gift ...

[My Fair Lady]

Here again you display your delicate wisdom strung along with purifying grace. Just wonderful.

[Lilly Negoi]

:) here, where i live, a saying goes that a bride shouldn't wear pearls on her wedding day because she'll cry all her life...and i just love how your poem brought involuntarily that thing into my mind - obviously, my favorite part is
"the feel of your dying against my breasts
a memory tattoo
that curves me into an arc
around the agony
of the hollow bride"
- the permanence of the pain imprinted on the soul and the flesh - the ever heritage of love...

[Quinn Blackburn]

hollow coves of the heart nurturing cold salty tides, priceless sunlit memories bound together with moments of irritation, pain, grief... stellar wordcrafting, dearheart

[The Rock And Roll Cowbo..]

and in a way
I have comfort
the feel of your dying against my breasts
a memory tattoo
that curves me into an arc
around the agony
of the hollow bride

oh my... you somehow combine a magical feel with a sense of tragedy... that part above in particular really hit me.

[TAO]

this is kind of heartbreaking. I'd say more, but I don't think my phone can handle it. you don't have to be told, this isbeautiful beyond measure very nice.

[Ed Hart]

you are worth every last pearl of it