Will you drop the sun into the sea,
Let it fall from your arms into water?
Yellow light you gather as wheat, and
paint it into corners, the warmth
Crust around the dust, packs
Into the angles of wood.
Will you let the sun be dipped into the ocean,
Out of your arms like cords of wood
Released without care, rolling across docks
Slithering into the pools of aquamarine.
It chilled the going,
it crushed the goodbye
The crushing, chilling, going, goodbye,
Dropped the sun into the sea
Wiped the yellow light from the landscape
Plunged the red heart into dark.
Plunged the red heart
Plunged the red heart into the sea.
Wow, this is a brilliant use
Wow, this is a brilliant use of color, and a few images, to create a profound emotional effect. I applaud the artistry of your poetic language.
J-9thxciv [ J 9th 94 ]
I so appreciate
I so Appreciate your insight. I write purely from my own images and wonder if anyone can feel what I see. I always feel you do.
Thank you
Thank you for the reply.
Thank you for the reply. This poem is, in my opinion, a textbook example of how images can convey profound emotion. Had I been able to read a poem like this one, forty years ago, I would have understood the process better back then. Unfortunately then, I could not find even a handful of poems of this high quality, such as you have written in this one.
J-9thxciv [ J 9th 94 ]