Velvety Red
velvety red on the shore the surf reflects every color of flaming sunset
it is an audible outcry a blinding scream slip from my sandals
call your name scratch it on the sand washed away by the next wave
it has been months/years it all happened long ago and yet
your tender touch remains in memory like first sunshine & morning dew
i open the cask tears spill upon the ground become arroyos
in the dry foothills thoughts of you disappear like smoke
stir the stew there is no consolation for loss
a boulder shaped like an elephant sits on my chest
i remain exhausted the story classic yet, the heart still beats
March 26, 2017
10 comments:
'your tender touch remains in memory like first sunshine & morning dew' i could feel it and also the elephant like boulder...
Ah yes "the heat beats" for life goes on and loving must continue
Have a good Sunday
much love...
So true - there is no consolation for loss..but the heart beat goes on nonetheless.
You capture the fatigue of loss and grieving so well - that weight on the chest, no consolation. Beautiful imagery and emotion in this poem, my friend.
Such a heart-stirring write.
No, there is absolutely no consolation for loss...but those beautiful gems that remain in memory, oh how brightly they can shine, "like first sunshine & morning dew" even so long after! Lovely, Annell.
An emotive cascade of finely drawn images that convey the stirring of ‘lost’. Wonderful writing!
How well you conveyed that feeling of perpetual grief when a loved one dies. Each of us copes with that loss in our own way but sdaly the memories of past times always bring tears with them. (But how you tested me with that small font!)
A happening long ago is but a moment for the grieving soul.
A wonderful poem, annell!
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