In Surrender

just playing with thoughts of total surrender ...and just what it means ...

Silent eyes

filled with desert storm tears

sweeping restlessly

over arid cheeks

devoid of life 

listless surrender

in the shifting sands

formless form

weeps longingly

against 

abiding winds

a request to be 

once more alive

as a lusty gust

disperses

grains of 

nihility

granting

acquiescence

folded within 

the seams of the

drifting dunes

injection via

desolate moment 

after moment

conceding 

permissible vision

of the naught 

that encompasses 

the everywhen

hovering - - - 

yet - 

not beyond

desert whispers of

this life

Reviews

[NoelHC]

I love all the "S" sounds in here, you can almost hear the sand rubbing against all it touches. This is an excellent write.

[KWP]

Thanks Noel I appreciate the visit indeedy ... hope all is well your side x

[Einstein Noodle]

"grains of
nihility"
are you kidding me!!! how good is that1? :)
i like the metaphor of shifting sand .. reminds me of Bruce Lee's philosophy .. minus the nihilism .. very intriguing poem ... a challenging description for sure .. takes a thorough reading ... for me it is better each time i read it .. i love the image and experience i get from being folded into sand dune seams .. shifting, ever changing but always sand .. very cool!
E.

[KWP]

Hey E .... oh so happy you liked this one ... your words have inspired me and for that I thank you x

[The Rock And Roll Cowbo..]

Every verse is intriguing in its own right, I am partial thought to this one…

granting
acquiescence
folded within
the seams of the
drifting dunes

[KWP]

Thanks Cowboy ... hows life in the big city ?

[The Rock And Roll Cowboy(REBEL WITH A CAUSE)]

What big city? Not me.

[Ayushi]

This is a lovely write..surrender in each and every sense..
Loved it :)

[Rene Salinas]

The rather centering effect that this left on me is of a mysterious quality to me. But I think it is thie fact that from having wrestled wit the , no - sense of life and probably the feeling that there will not be any either, the times of sand modulate, How? That's what in this writing so enchantingly put becomes irreleavnt as sometimes it is precisely the question of how? which gets in the way of lving in moments like this? Maybe it has something to do with the silence expressed at the end or the feeling of resignation, but whatever it is I thinkI might want some....

Thankyou so much

[KWP]

Ha - perfect Rene .... Thank YOU for coming into my mind :) x x

[Rene Salinas]

Like a thief during the night....

[KWP]

Next time if you could do some dusting in there then you are most welcome to take whatever you want x x

[A. Amos]

You share a poignat tale in a poetic way...brilliant my friend!

[wordman]

you painted a sad story here

[jacob erin-cilberto]

whoa, this is a really strong analogy...using the desert storm...
because we also get visions of war...and life itself can make us react with joy, but also tears and heartache, as in war...

I like the formatting of the last stanza...nicely done

this poem has wisdom, much of it.

[KWP]

cheers Jacob ... nice to see you and thank for the read x x

[Matching Socks]

Where's the bubbly happy beautiful you ? :)
Great deep thinking write, I'm not sure what it means to totally surrender.
I suppose depends on the situation.
It can be unpleasant or blissful.

[KWP]

thanks chick - I am still here bubbling away in the frothy coffee of life .... hehehehe .... I have been reading a lot about surrender and acceptance of late ... i think for me it should be the acceptance of both unpleasant and blissful ....my brain aches as I ponder on ... NICE TO SEE YOU xxx

[Matching Socks]

Great to see you too beautiful. :)
xx