If you could only see
the scarecrow of my soul,
Would you scale
the hedges of my heart
and navigate the fields of time?
Would you scatter the seeds
of self -doubt to the seven winds
and mask our fall
behind a cloud of uncertainty?
For as the dust settles, my love,
on our future...
You need to know;
Would you?
Hear it , feel it , see it , taste it...
on your lips.
I am here for you...
Now... Not forever
and you...Alone.

Comments
kheldar | February 9, 2010 - 17:09
Hi Firebird, I love this poem. I particularly like the "scarecrow of my soul", it gives rise in my mind to two totally different intepretations:
1. The person in the piece has a soul that is tattered, standing alone in a field, waiting for their reluctant lover to come to them.
2. Perhaps the scarecrow is doing its job, and keeping him away.
I shall ponder upon it.
Kheldar :--)
shoe | February 9, 2010 - 18:25
Really like the images in this Firebird,
"Would you scatter the seeds
of self -doubt to the seven winds
and mask our fall
behind a cloud of uncertainty?"
love these lines, beautiful,
Shirley.
Firebird | February 10, 2010 - 15:16
Thank you both so much. So pleased you liked it x:)
MistakenMagic | February 10, 2010 - 16:25
'If you could only see
the scarecrow of my soul,
Would you scale
the hedges of my heart
and navigate the fields of time?'
- those first few lines are just brilliant, Firebird. The whole poem flows so well and is full of brilliant images ;)
Magic xxx
jennifer | February 10, 2010 - 17:34
Fantastic imagery, strong opening, agree with Magic.
However, feel it loses 'punch' towards the end...
J x