Wednesday, February 9, 2011

A Mouthful of Ashes - Poetry


I know that you are in there,
behind your silent walls
crafted of sand and grit,
a mouthful of ashes,
a palmful of dust
and fear, the best cement.

I have tied notes to rocks
and tossed them over.

But you consigned me to the desert
of inconsequentiality.
So I must leave,
dragging my bag of shame
unwillingly,
yet knowing
that the hope that my words will buoy you
could one day change
to the wish that the stones draw your blood.

So I leave you under a relentless sun.

The well is here, outside your walls
if only you would
bravely come outside,
and drink.

13 comments:

  1. Exceptional poetry! The imagery exploring his distance and the narrator's longing.

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  2. Very nice. the ending is excellent and my favorite section. have a good rally and thanks for sharing.

    my rally post here
    http://blackswanpoetry.wordpress.com/2011/04/01/poem-standing-here/

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  3. "..and fear the best cement". Indeed. Worth breaking too. This poem is very true to many lives I think.
    Thanks.

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  4. This is such a cool write, enjoyed the dry harshness of the lines

    my rally post is here
    http://abthomas.wordpress.com/2011/04/23/the-slayer-unborn/

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  5. I really enjoyed your imagery - strong beginning and equally strong finish. I like this a lot.

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  6. Very nice! I liked the last stanza especially.

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  7. This was beautiful :) I enjoyed the images put forth. Thanks!

    My Post Is Here

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  8. welcome in.
    wow.

    superb imagery, well done,

    Happy Rally.
    ;)

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  9. Powerful ending. Thanks for sharing.

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  10. Hopefully you don't tire of specific comments, because like a lot of the other folks here I LOVED the ending. "Fear is the best cement" is also a great line.

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  11. Such a well conveyed emotional poem, thank you

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  12. A very daring post.

    Happy Rally!

    Lu Ann

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