I press the water
From my veins
These unshed tears
Will not dilute me.
Mourning settles into
The swing is true,
An axe falling helter-skelter
Through a glass moon.
Whenever your ghost lands
I will listen.
Your name shatters
At my diaries’ precipice.
Though your utter mention
Rubs me raw,
I will not relinquish the sky,
The price of breathing
In a room ten sizes too small.
34 thoughts on “Photo Challenge #66 “The Waiting” and Wordle #160”
I think you did very well Yves, excellent poem and I think this image will provide some dark pieces.
It does have a haunting quality doesn’t it?
Oh my gosh, I certainly hope you’re publishing these in a book, to sell–you are a stunning poet.
I just answered my own thought, clicked the tab to see your list of published work–WOW.
Oh wow thank you what a huge compliment! I actually have all the poems for the next book and bet I could find the material for additional books. I love writing but unfortunately I don’t love editing lol
Ohhh, yes–editing, not the best part of the creative journey. You could just hire an editor, if you’re really brave. The mere thought gives me hives…
A fellow writer edits for me but I still have to reread everything over and over and organize the book itself and theoretically market it. I get really overwhelmed in that process with my insecurities and such
It sounds overwhelming indeed, regardless of insecurities or lack thereof. I must be just plain lazy…maybe that’s why somebody thunk up blogging?
I think so lol
I’m mulling over the idea of self-publishing…but it’s 4:30am, so it won’t be tonight…
Let me know when you do =)
Bless your heart–I’ll start a list with your name!
“An axe falling helter-skelter/Through a glass moon.” Haunting imagery; haunting poem. I will carry.”The price of breathing/In a room ten sizes too small.” with me.
Thank you so much Phylor!
Bravo… I love your style 🙂 this is nice 🙂
Thank you so much!
I love this poem. Beautiful style.
Thank you so much Caitlin =)
Full of emotion. Not being dilluted by unshed tears is an important line to me. Because that is exactly what unshed tears will do to you. It takes strength to let go and release.
As always, you weave hanting imagery, like:”Mourning settles into
Vanishing dreams.”. A wonderful write.
I like this wonderful poem, no, never give up the sky.
What a killer close!
This reminds me of a movie I saw. http://www.prairieghosts.com/rosered.html
It was a TV mini series. But the breadth of haunting… the house not being big enough – that’s what struck a cord with me.
Not a movie for children. Maybe not even for adults if you scare easy.
I will have to take a look though I am easily scared I do like scary things
The house was full of ghosts. The main character was trying to dispel that ghosts existed. One of the ‘sensitive’ people was a little girl who ended up ‘saving’ most of the people who became trapped. The main character… ended up becoming one of the ghostly residences. So you don’t have to look through… 🙂
It sounds interesting though Jules!
Sometimes the ghosts got a tad ‘nasty’.
I have to be in the right mood anymore to watch ‘horror’.