Thursday, January 05, 2012

frustrating frustum

I see the atmosphere spiral down
the cut shell makes a naughty sound
wonderful tactic to distract me
that rotation is not the zenith
even though I know its importance
what lay on that deserted ground?
why did you look so forlorn
lying with your feet crossed at the ankles;
nonchalance that reached out to my soul
I wanted to hold on to the slices;
to focus onto the unrelenting elements

"the point is broken, I hold the frustum
staring into an unforeseen future"

13 comments:

Ella said...

I love how you used the shell as a vehicle to measure your view~
Well Done!

Happy New Year

Laurie Kolp said...

frustum... love it

oldegg said...

Your beautiful writing always reaches deep to touch the senses far beyond our imaginings and leads us into a different world.

Carrie Burtt said...

Thought provoking and beautifully written Gautami! :-)

Sherry Blue Sky said...

An interesting perspective. Good one!

swapnap said...

visual and the words went so well giving a loud thought.Happy New year!

MaryA said...

Lovely imagery leading to the conclusion of an unknown future.

MaryA said...

Lovely imagery leading to the conclusion of an unknown future.

Alice Audrey said...

Having the tip missing can trip you up.

Great use of three words. Please read my attempt.

Harshad mehta said...

Interesting.

Taylor Boomer said...

oh, love the rhyming, smiles.

Bodhirose said...

A great perspective you used there...quite creative.

Teresa said...

Wonderful poem. I love the imagery of the cut shell.