waking in the darkling dawn
where some dream had reminisced
left a scent behind my eyes
that vaguely smelled like otherlife
the light before the rift
the slow melt suns and warm
of unbendable kiss and storms
we danced our oaths in the rain
catching lightning for gifts
our candlelight thunder rides
the ocean and her waves
could not catch the tides beneath us
we paid our tithes and worshiped there
when our stars were secret lovers
kneeling beside the unbelieving
mocked them with handheld heresies
chanting our own religion
in temples of dogs and children
we placed it all on altars
and stuttered in our prayers
now sun's fingers peel the blinds
and I am too afraid of light to touch
it disappears
like vapors
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Heather T (
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Wow - this thrills to the bone with its stunning imagery and tells its past story with such panache -this verse has to be one of your best Heather.
What a gift Fay to have you say so! My humble thanks to you.
like how you showed a bit of light with a touch of dark. It really adds to the understanding of what love is.
Yes, that is the truth of love. Thank you for your reply!
Heather, Fay just said it all already! An incredible poem. Your mind is something else! While the whole poem is exquisite, the line I like the most, a line that called out to me, is: "We danced our oaths in the rain". Thank you!
Oh, my mind is something else alright, lol. Thank you for kind comments, friend, and I'm so happy that you found a line that spoke to you.
I actually found quite a few of them, but did not want to sound too repetitive.
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Wow. Image after image after image, but i'm having trouble joining them together. Whats it all about?
Friend, bear with me while I try to give you the short and sweet of it. All of the italicized verses are the dream. In the opening, there is a reference to a rift. The dream was the "otherlife" before the rift happened. I wrote it as one word to add significance to it. It was one of those happenings that splits life into befores and afters. In the closing, the subject doesn't want to let go of the dream for their new reality. It's also an allusion to how quickly or easily our lives can change, how it can disappear like a vapor. Does that help?
Heather, you have a wonderful way with words. It's beautiful.
Thank you for the beautiful, daisychain. I look forward to meeting you more!
I will lay down in front of your poetry alter any waking hour you put it there. keep it going Heather T.
Each day I come here and read the poems I always wonder if people are getting better and better with they writing. This one is fantastic. Loved it from the start to the end. Thanks for sharing
wow, very thought provoking. Great job.
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