I heard the whoosh and saw the sprinkle
Of these watery tears
As the frail seaweed
Was pulled from beneath my fears
I saw the swivelling ochre ache
In these paltry sobs
As the autumn leaves came crashing down
beside all my heartthrobs
I felt the honey trickle
Down this naked insomnia
As the vixen’s afterbirth
covered all my trivia

Comments
maggyvaneijk | October 5, 2011 - 08:50
Oeh, such delightful imagery. The way you string words together is truly unique Pia!
Highhat | October 5, 2011 - 10:09
Gee thank you so much Maggy-praise from you means so much as I truly admire your abilities as a poet. You have really made my day.
;)Pia
skinner_jennifer | October 6, 2011 - 13:06
Hi Pia,
I think this is brilliant, should definitely get
some cherries.
There is so much description, I feel the need to
write it down myself, hope you don't mind.
I heard the whoosh and saw the sprinkle
of these watery tears
As the frail seaweed
Was pulled from beneath my fears
I saw the swivelling ochre ache
In these paltry sobs
As the autumn leaves came crashing down
beside all my heartthrobs
I felt the honey trickle
Down this naked insomnia
As the vixen's afterbirth
covered all my trivia
As I said before, this is brilliant.
Thanks for sharing.
Jenny.
Highhat | October 6, 2011 - 18:13
Thank you Jenny. Your comment is much more worth than the cherries- so Thank you so much.I'm really glad you enjoyed this one. I liked writing it!
;)Pia
Silver Spun Sand | October 7, 2011 - 08:16
Wonderful writing, Pia:-) I agree with Jenny.
Tina;-)
RachelPatricia | October 7, 2011 - 10:05
I felt the honey trickle
Down this naked insomnia
- gorgeously inspiring, Pia! I love it when you read a poem and lines from it pleasantly haunt you for ages afterwards, and these surely will. Loved it :)
Rachel xx
Highhat | October 7, 2011 - 14:00
Thanks Tina and Rachel. Glad you enjoyed.
;)Pia