Wednesday, January 27, 2010

beacon burns bright


I slowly roll grieve
touch it for a moment
and throw it as far as I can

I unroll my heart
letting you into it
beacon of it burns bright

a kindred, I found
in nothingness that was-
and firmly established it in me

"I await with impatience for it to wash me over, again and yet again"

25 comments:

ThomG said...

So well done. The opening is perfect and the ending - fantastic.

anthonynorth said...

A lot of powerful poems in this week's prompt.
nicely done.

Yellow Tulip said...

too good:)...excellent composition

sage said...

Again and again... nice! For the first time in a while, I posted a poem.

Andy Sewina said...

Nicely Gautami! And that bottom line!!

<3

Stan Ski said...

Bring it on!

Angel said...

Nicely done.

Derrick said...

Hi Gautami,

I really like the third stanza.

Donald Harbour said...

And when we open our heart does the knock at its door beg the moment? Did you find mending with your brother? I enjoyed reading your poem.
Regards,
DH

Lilibeth said...

I loved the last line...grief is like the sea, everwashing.
http://gildorianne.blogspot.com/2010/01/three-word-wednesday-haiku.html

Lorraine said...

You are an amazing poet and writer..

JulieJordanScott said...

How I wish "grieve" wasn't something I was so intimate with... I remember when I used to poke it and throw it back, too. Poignant and beautiful. THANK YOU!

Jay Thurston said...

I especially liked the unrolling the heart and the use of beacon in that middle part. Great poem!

Nathan said...

I really like the sound of "slowly roll grieve."

flaubert said...

From beginning to end it is really good.

Pamela

Tumblewords: said...

One of my favorites!!

Wayne Pitchko said...

the opening was great.....then got to the end...very good all the way through.....thanks for this

Scott Clawson said...

Another great poem!

I unroll my heart
letting you into it

Love the imagery there, thanks for sharing! :-)

CJT said...

The last line was what really did it for me!

Attendance Optional

Dee Martin said...

"and firmly established it in me" well said!

Deb said...

I adore the first line. (Truly.)

Anonymous said...

from Therese L. Broderick -- I love the sounds of the title playing against the same sounds of the first line: how the long E of Beacon plays against the long E or grieve; and how the long I of bright plays against the long I of "I." A criss-cross of vowels that is very lovely! A sensitive attention to sound at the very start of a sensitive poem.

beacon burns bright
I slowly roll grieve

Becca said...

Those first lines are amazing...what an image!

Well done, as always :)

Percy Bisque Silley said...

"I await with impatience for it to wash me over, again and yet again"

I like this quotation! I have read it again and yet again. (Three times.)

Raven's Wing Poetry said...

I liked the whole poem, especially the last stanza, which calls to mind the nothingness like that empty chair. And it leads very well to your last line, how sometimes we need to immerse ourselves in grief. Well done.

-Nicole