Sunday, January 11, 2015

Where We Were Happy

In that glass circumstance
with it's garden of rocks -
each rounded right for a palm.
In light's impossible love
for a certain shadow.

In wishes widowed
from their makers.
In birds bled
of their song.

In the mate and melt of a moon
with its suicide dawn.

For Grace's prompt at Real Toads

20 comments:

Sylvia K said...

Oh, yes!!

hedgewitch said...

Really left me breathless, speechless and wordless. Faultless in image and metaphor, soaring in language. One of your best.

Kerry O'Connor said...

The musicality of this poem is superb and each image hangs before the mind's eye, giving way to the next and the whole lingering.

ayala said...

Beautiful!

Björn Rudberg said...

A suicide dawn ... Sometimes we are like moths that just will live at night. I wish I could write like this,

Fireblossom said...

This is heavy on the bad omens and light on the happy. Uni wants more rainbows.

Sherry Blue Sky said...

Wow! Yes. I am speechless too. Powerful.

Brian Miller said...

solid piece...i love the sounds of the words...wishes widowed...the mate and melt of the moon...and nice contrast with the suicide dawn....

georgeplaceblog said...

In wishes widowed
from their makers.
In birds bled
of their song.

I'm saying the first word that pops into my head... thunderous, sigh

Grace said...

I like the contrast of these lines:

In light's impossible love
for a certain shadow.

Thanks for participating MZ & wishing you happy weekend ~

howanxious said...

Ah! That is just wonderful.
I loved every bit of it.
-HA

Kenn Merchant said...

Zen I can really picture this poem being a part of a lyric. It has the movement of a song, and there is so much symbolism in it. Elegantly beautiful.

Susan said...

Wheww! Glass circumstance.
Suicide Dawn. I should have seen that coming, I could have forgotten to breathe in the swift ride between!

R.K. Garon said...

Another interesting piece. Well written.
ZQ

Susie Clevenger said...

"In wishes widowed from their makers." love that!

cobalt girl said...

This is fantastic. My favorite phrases are "glass circumstance," "rounded right for a palm," "wishes widowed," and "the mate and melt of a moon."

Donna@LivingFromHappiness said...

I love the idea of the moon melted by a suicide dawn...splendid!

manicddaily said...

Hey MZ--a very intense rollicking poem--rollicking in the sense that it rushes to its finish--the sense of fragmentation and wish for non-fragmentation is so strong here and palpable, and such a non sequitur for happiness--very strong. Thanks. k.

Hannah said...

I love the contrasts you build here and especially the one in light and shadows. Beautiful, MZ. :)

my heart's love songs said...

this is beyond stunning, MZ! each verse, each phrase exquisite!