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IN A WORD
Their fire spead two continents,
heating the ocean by thermogenic osmosis.
Two souls,
on a cosmic track?
One
ill-spoken
word;
and the hiss from the cooling embers deafened me.
Her heart,
wet ash.
Their fire spead two continents,
heating the ocean by thermogenic osmosis.
Two souls,
on a cosmic track?
One
ill-spoken
word;
and the hiss from the cooling embers deafened me.
Her heart,
wet ash.
whew tough poem but I liked it -- hang in there life will get better. check out some of my poems if you'd like.
So powerful , I reread it and it takes me to an ocean of thoughts that go astray , still I can converge somewhere with that feeling , with that thought ...it enlarges the perception and make out of this piece of poetry a shared property of all those ,who read it ...great insight ,and a beautiful poem , Valerie ! Ali
Wet ash?~!...Oh yea, very interesting metaphor...and so is the 'cosmic track' and the 'hiss'... Wowowo...evoking~!~ i guess i can relate much to this , i have lost many Net ICQ friends this way too....just a BYE ( or even no farewell) and he/she is out of my cyber world, and real world, forever. smilesz, oh well~~~
I enjoyed this one much!! Good subject matter and I love your "wet ash" analogy!! Nice going!