It is Not

Feathers breaking,
dreams unseen,
a heart dissolved in rich, red wine.

An empty home,
a memory lost,
the seasons circling endlessly.

The maelstroms’ eye,
each fallen leaf,
a spider spinning her new web.

All is louder still,
than this endless,
silent scream.

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27 thoughts on “It is Not

  1. glasgowdragonfly 16/06/2014 / 5:35 pm

    Every line in this is a joy – great metaphor use. Loved the ebb and flow achieved in so few words.

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  2. thewizardsword 16/06/2014 / 8:22 pm

    Very nicely crafted. Each word is precise–leading to the uber-powerful last line. I like this one a lot!

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    • Claudette 17/06/2014 / 6:47 am

      the wizards word is humbly accepted. Thank you.

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  3. innatejames 17/06/2014 / 3:36 am

    Love the coupling of tangible descriptions with intangible things (feathers/dreams, homes/memory). Gives me the sense of a camera focusing on a minute detail and then backing away to capture a broad image. This is a nimble poem 🙂

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    • Claudette 17/06/2014 / 6:51 am

      Thank you Nate. It’s always interesting to hear what others find in what I write. I admit that what mostly happens is that I write, with no intention other than some words, and then I see it in a different view through the comments left behind.

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      • innatejames 17/06/2014 / 7:04 am

        I understand that, Claudette. I unintentionally did something clever in my gargleblaster this week. Didn’t notice it till someone called it out for me. 🙂

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  4. Jennifer G. Knoblock 17/06/2014 / 3:43 am

    All these “sounds” of silence…beautiful and poignant take on the prompt.

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    • Jennifer G. Knoblock 17/06/2014 / 3:44 am

      (one of my favorites so far)

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    • Claudette 17/06/2014 / 6:52 am

      Silence definitely does have it’s ow sound. If you try and listen really hard there is a sound in your head, at least in mine.

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  5. theinnerzone 17/06/2014 / 6:42 am

    The sounds echo in every line and come together in the elegant, last paragraph. Beautiful.

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    • Claudette 17/06/2014 / 4:56 pm

      I should like to punch that scream – it’s been stuck in my head for days and days.
      Thanks for your positive comments.

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  6. KymmInBarcelona 17/06/2014 / 6:41 pm

    Love the sound of the first stanza, and the implications of the last. Lovely.

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    • Claudette 18/06/2014 / 6:48 am

      Thank you Shailaja, That is the truth in the last line, pain that cannot be expressed any other way.

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  7. Jen 17/06/2014 / 10:19 pm

    wow to all and especially that last line. beautiful use of language!

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    • Claudette 18/06/2014 / 6:50 am

      Thank you. Isn’t Wow a wonderful word,as it conveys so much is so few letters.

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  8. Laith 18/06/2014 / 4:41 am

    Nicely done. I love the imagery you use.

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    • Claudette 18/06/2014 / 6:51 am

      Glad that you liked it. Thank you for taking the time to comment.

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