The light hit you

Incapable of giving a description.

The day has come for dying,

On a detour, not blind.

I can't even see

Mind bending,

into what?

Maybe I need 

some mending

Offer no resistance

Human filler

What am I

bringing myself? 

Just standing there,

a gaping something...

and people take

millions of years,

asking how,

millions of years...

The only thing in nature

that does not give,

Black widow. 

She has never

met her groom,

humanity's heirloom.

Standing there, something gaping,

indecipherable,

containing millions of years

Bestow me with

obscene dimensions,

overflowing legends.

Your eyes beckoning

to everything 

Finally, she realized,

she was a beacon

for humanity

"Are there families because of death?

Is there death because of families?"

Drowning all this time, 

was really floating

bloating with

anonymous desires

"Navigating from the inside-out

only for those who

in love are devout"

Ripe with death, 

divine mess

In your desert

I can find wilderness

I won't name you,

just open the flood-gates

let me eat the stars

that dance behind your eyes

Turn off,

mosquito woman

fingers of crimson

wilting a rose

before my eyes

"The way the light hit you

that day,

I knew you would go on forever"

One day, one day

that will be 

the last day, and

the first

of forever

I forgot it was dark,

now it's time to depart

Author's Note

Whatever you want

Reviews

[Coyote Poetry]

Amazing use of words.
"Ripe with death,
divine mess
In your desert
I can find wilderness
I won't name you,
just open the flood-gates
let me eat the stars
that dance behind your eyes"
I like the above lines a lot. You led the reader to a logical ending. Your strong description create thoughts and visions. Thank you for sharing the excellent poetry.
Coyote

[Frontier]

thank you Coyote!

[Coyote Poetry]

You are welcome.

[Parimal Pratyush]

Very deep and heavy. Leaves a lasting impression on my mind. Great work :)

[Frontier]

Thank you Parimal

[Madalyn Beck]

What a profound and powerful write. This one packs a punch of life. The imagery is outstanding while carrying a dark veil over these powerful words you've weaved together. Outstanding!! xo :)

[Frontier]

Thank you and that comes out in a lot of my writing :)

[just Penny]

It's dark, vivid and full of unusual images. I imagine if Salvador Dali (one of my fave artists) wrote poetry, it would be like this. You blend death and a black widow beautifully and I love "let me eat the stars that dance behind your eyes". Mosquitos are blood suckers and shameless in all they do. It has a theme of change or transition perhaps, riddled with dangers along the way. But next time I read it, I will probably get a completely different meaning from it too :) Complex and delightful. Penny

[Frontier]

I'm flattered, thank you.

[Tree]

I appreciate how the writer gives each stanza enough depth, enough finality, to stand on its own. That stanza then slips seamlessly into another, opening up yet other doors. They all were, in effect little poems of their own. I spent a lot of time in some of these rooms your doors led me into, exploring the interior and the deeper meaning of your words, your worlds. I liked hanging out in all of them, where your imagery was mysterious, and provoking. But at the fourth, and twelfth I hung out a little longer. The power of a million years of birthright, of legacy? We just keep dying, I thought, and flowering all at the same time.

This poem deserves more illumination, than what
I could provide.

[Frontier]

I'm pleased that you liked hanging out in all the "rooms"here, you provided much illumination...thanks

[paul sal.....]

Dear frontier, now is the time for living, your words want an ending,but, I am of the of the opinion that you are a force that wants to live.................so live

[Frontier]

Yes I am aware of that, Paul, hence one of the reasons why I write, when my mind gets so stuck that this is it's way out, also for me, this is part of living...thanks.

[paul sal.....]

walk outside and breath, life can and is light................

[Frontier]

Yes, I was outside today :) me and everything I am...

[paul sal.....]

is light..................

[kublakhan27]

An incredibly profound work...with every reading, my mind is filled with new questions and observations...a phenomenal piece of writing.

[Frontier]

I'm very glad you stopped by Kubla, your reviews always reinvigorate my motivation and passion for poetry and writing :)

[A. Amos]

Love your style of writing brilliant and elegant. Thanks for sharing

[Frontier]

and thank you for commenting, appreciate it. :)

[willweb]

Frontier, this was great. It seems to have come from someplace deep. I enjoyed reading this today.

[Frontier]

I'm glad you sensed that, thanks Willweb