mist rose to greet her
branches beckoned, an inviting canopy
mood match she thought
vaporous vines, vaporous lives
a New Year of empty promises
as if 60 seconds held wishes
like a bottled genie
no fairy tale, a minute in time
all remains the same, her name
drizzled in the cloud
cold numbing awaits
a release to the pain, a surrender of self
her crumpled up list of resolutions
fluttered on the ground
as she embraced the haze
(Participating in Jenny Matlock's Saturday Centus which I have missed for way too long)
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Wonderful. So poignant!
ReplyDeleteWhimsically wonderful! I adored this so very much on so many levels! I am currently embracing my "haze" so this prose reads quiet significant to me. My favorite line? "Cold numbing awaits a release to the pain, a surrender of self" Perfectly penned!
ReplyDeleteBeautifully written, but I feel a great sadness in this.
ReplyDeleteWow! I love the way this flows off the page. I cannot say I fully understand, but is that not the case with good poetry? Peace and blessings
ReplyDeleteThis was lovely and so haunting. Beautifully written centus.
ReplyDeleteThank you all for coming by & your kind comments!
ReplyDelete@ Jeff - sometimes I don't fully understand what comes out of my pen either:) often more of a feeling than anything else
Kaelin ... geez, I have read this several times ... and i feel somewhat the same as Jeff ... i'm not to sure i understand but i feel somewhat haunted by these words ... there is beauty ... it has left me searching ... and that is a very good thing!
ReplyDeleteI feel confusion and hesitancy in this nice poem. There is also the hint of hope. Well done!
ReplyDeleteNamaste..........cj
I really enjoyed this and particularly liked...
ReplyDelete"a New Year of empty promises
as if 60 seconds held wishes
like a bottled genie
no fairy tale, a minute in time"
Lovely writing, it has an ethereal, dreamlike feel to it. Nice writing. :-)
Such a sad poem. It works, though.
ReplyDeleteNIce job.
=)
What a very thoughtful and poignant piece! Well done!
ReplyDeleteI love the words. It sounds beautiful. But I am not sure I understand it. Oh well. Good poetry is not meant to be rationally understood; it's meant to be felt! Feels like a dream!
ReplyDeleteBest wishes,
Anna
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Please don't change anything in this text because I don't get it. It's late. I'm tired. I'll try to read it again tomorrow!
Anna's SC#35
There is something about your word crafting that gets under my skin.
ReplyDeleteYour words are so haunting and poignant.
This was really amazing.
Thank you for sharing it with us.
Beautifully thought-provoking...loved "a minute in time all remains the same....
ReplyDeleteWonderful and lovely
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