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life and death of waves
by Laura Doommist veils
an all-consuming conflagration
there is no grieving
a smashed glass
on heathland at midday
the sunset is unseen
a westerly breeze
defrosts the garden
daffodil and primrose kiss
poet and publicist
contrive
to occupy each other's ground
the sky seals
an unfathomable sea
choice is a stone
meditation at midnight
the third eye opens
mystic minds
swaying trees foreshadow
the drunken roll of clouds
a storm is brewing
blindness takes perfection
by the hand
the prospect is plain to see
03/09/2013 Author's Note:
Caveat:
any resemblance between this construct and haiku/senryu/form poetry of any description is entirely occidental; I hereby claim immunity from persecution by reason of stunted spiritual development, under the 'Author's Proviso Note' get-out clause [2-Ez].
Posted on 03/09/2013
Copyright © 2024 Laura Doom
| Member Comments on this Poem |
| Posted by Paul Lastovica on 03/10/13 at 07:35 PM Nothing stunted here. I especially enjoyed the 5th and 7th stanzas; and how 'choice' and 'meditation' foreshadow the foreshadowing sway of trees... if that makes any sense. |
| Posted by Chris Sorrenti on 03/16/13 at 04:18 PM All quite good in their vocabulary...construction...message. I enjoyed the Author's Note as much as the poem. Cheers! |
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