Soon Gone

By skinner_jennifer

Mon, 27 Jul 2020
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7 comments
 

Interpret as you will.

 

 

 

Essence wrapped stars

within honeyed peaks,

helping trembling corn

that ate breezes in a

million ways,

 

streaming paths stretched

so far messages can't go on,

nor coastal goodbyes to mourn

or weep garbled sound of ocean,

 

chanting nature's tender voice as

belly of fire radiating strength,

earth's weakness is a joyous song

arising from gathering storm,

 

like wild geese beating wings,

crowded raindrops scatter...

silently they sing their songs,

stories born swiftly dissolve

soon are gone.

 

 

 

 

 

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Comments

Submitted by skinner_jennifer on

Hi there Trevor,

Don't worry about understanding this piece, I'm enjoying playing around with words, the meaning is anything you want it to be.

The main thing with any writing is to have fun, which is what this new direction is for me. I appreciate you stopping by to read and thank you for letting me know.

Jenny.

 

Submitted by Coolhermit on

yes having fun is the right idea and what derives from fun can be seriously good especially if the mind and imagination run free.

Rick

 

Submitted by skinner_jennifer on

Very true Rick, letting the mind and imagination run free is exactly what I mean.

Thank you for your input. smiley

Jenny.

 

Submitted by onemorething on

The movement in this is very lovely Jenny and I love the idea of corn eating breezes. I think perhaps they do. 

 

Submitted by skinner_jennifer on

So glad you got something from this poem Rachel.

I love the idea of corn eating breezes as they grow.

Thank you for stopping by to read and share your thoughts.

Jenny.

 

Submitted by Di_Hard on

This made me think of breezes being streaming paths, which I  liked very much, also the "million ways" brought out the idea how many plants are in a field, each taking in and putting out as they grow.

These new poems unfold new understandings each time

 

Submitted by skinner_jennifer on

Hello Di,

I love your impression of many plants taking in and breathing out breath in their own way. I'm glad you took a message from this poem and many thanks for reading and letting me know.

Jenny.