my mind
clutches the steering wheel
driving me round the bend
drifting in the silence
wheel spinning through the noise
my body
strums pain with its fingers
playing a tune of revenge
I want to call truce
but the olive branch is broken
playing a tune of revenge
I want to call truce
but the olive branch is broken
my heart
expands and contracts
like billows fanning flames
of gratitude and heartache
laughter and sadness
like billows fanning flames
of gratitude and heartache
laughter and sadness
my soul
soars and dives
enraptured by the climb
exhilarated by the fall
until splattered across the ground
exhilarated by the fall
until splattered across the ground
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your photo is beautiful, and those words....they really resonate with me.
ReplyDeleteAs with everything you do, gorgeous. Both sides of the coin. Love.
ReplyDeleteThanks Tracy, hope you're feeling better.
DeleteOh, the cycle we never seem to be able to conquer! Constant work and effort, that is for sure. The photo is stunning - Nature's still life.
ReplyDeleteWell done. >KB
ReplyDeleteOh, that last stanza.....the climb, the fall, the splattering of the soul. Takes my breath away!
ReplyDeleteThanks Mary
DeleteThis is tells a life's story.. great form.. love how you use the form and the keywords to get progression through your poem.
ReplyDeleteThis is gorgeous!
ReplyDeleteThat last line creates quite the vivid image. Nice poem.
ReplyDeleteGorgeous imagery in the photo and poem. I'm inspired to write a poem of my own now! :) ~Tui
ReplyDeleteLove it when others get inspired . . . go for it. :)
Deleteit is hard when the olive branch is broken to over come...both out own feelings and those of another...and hte flight is nice, the landing can be hard though....smiles...hopefully not too big a splatter....smiles...i like the form you used in this...
ReplyDeleteFunny how differently our different parts can behave under the same circumstances.
ReplyDelete(Gorgeous shot, by the way!)
You poetry continues to inspire - you have such a way with words, painting strong emotions with word pictures.
ReplyDeleteThanks Brenda, its a journey.
DeleteI love what you did with this... a perfect way to answer the prompt, and a perfect poem in its own right!
ReplyDeleteYour poem resonates with me, beautiful .
ReplyDeleteOh my! The subtle way you've written this helps me to know just what you feel. I've been dealing with an issue that is tossing me about like this. Quite powerful how you engage the reader.
ReplyDeleteWhat a lovely comment, thank you. So happy when someone gets something from what I write.
DeleteExquisite!
ReplyDeleteSo happy you've joined us again, Kathryn. It's been a while but it's always a pleasure to see you. xx
Thanks Kat, I love reverb but wasn't sure I'd be able to participate because my mum is visiting for three weeks. Going to try do the odd post here and there when I can.
Deletehow inertia carries us until we cannot fathom any other course... I liked this poem
ReplyDelete... love that the " body strums pain with it's fingers"...each stanza is full of sensations and wonderful insight ;)
ReplyDeletereally liked the second stanza... being set on revenge def mainly hurts yourself... great write
ReplyDeleteThanks Anthony
DeleteThis beautiful poem was hard for me to read; it resonates so strongly with where I'm at in so many ways. Thanks for speaking what I have struggled to find words for.
ReplyDeleteTony
It always moves me when something I've written resonates with another. Sorry it was hard for you to read Tony, hugs.
DeleteLovely picture and words specially the last stanza ~ Hope you are well ~
ReplyDeleteOh, I did not want it to end in splatter! Each section is beautifully and powerfully conflicted. I especially like the billows--strong and powerful.
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