The earth is slipping and what of You? by Andrea Colton The earth is slipping and you... you are a grey cold thing. Stroking your distended veins with his breath, a silly boy put his ear to the palm of your hand (He could’ve sworn he heard music...) I sought him out to render his conviction futile Staring is not seeing yet, he continued on with an inexorable ambition, unheeding, only to collide with you...finding yourself and your entirety ...lacking... Ha! said I, weeping in conclusion. Silence... and silence is nothing. You are inaudible—achromatic. And left him sober. 08/13/2010 Author's Note: For a friend turned foe. Posted on 08/13/2010 Copyright © 2024 Andrea Colton Member Comments on this Poem Posted by Stephan Anstey on 08/13/10 at 07:09 PM Worst kind of foe, definitely. Posted by Paul Lastovica on 08/13/10 at 08:32 PM "Staring is not seeing" ... much truth here =) Posted by Kristina Woodhill on 08/14/10 at 07:19 PM I like how this whole thing is put together. Especially liked the feel to that second line. Posted by Charlotte Smith on 08/16/10 at 04:48 AM I love the contradictions between the physical and metaphorical. The words are strong and carry a lot of meaning - it has a great feel to it. Posted by Steve Michaels on 04/23/13 at 04:22 PM Congrats on POTD! Return to the Previous Page   pathetic.org Version 7.3.2 May 2004 Terms and Conditions of Use 0 member(s) and 2 visitor(s) online All works Copyright © 2024 their respective authors. Page Generated In 0 Second(s)