Summer, Fall, Winter, SpringA Poem by Lucy JoanI hope people can see the allusion of my poem to the title X) but i think i made it too dramatic and incomprehensible.. ^^;Summer, Fall, Winter, Spring
As I walk through the Path
A cold blaze holds me down,
Waiting with open hands, burning
While I carry the heavy burdens.
I step up into inoculation,
Watching as the harrowing faces emerge before me
Where my heart’s blood shall leave trails,
Comes new verdancy.
Like thorns under my feet,
I fall to the ground.
The levanter caresses me,
Then goes away as it should.
Bereft of true reason,
I turn over with my credence.
See the stars cavort in my head,
Or the flakes of God’s cold tears.
Love, hate, they claw at me, beseech.
Icicles that pierce as ponderous as your words,
Colder and colder, far from reality.
I hold on just a little longer.
My tears fall like glass,
And I stand up once again.
My body with my heart,
Numb beneath the rain.
Like a flash of lightning,
Your cold hold melts away.
The burn again, returns again,
But the rain continues to play.
The beginning, the end,
Starts with some tears.
For the nirvana beginning to weigh,
I have found my place.
© 2010 Lucy JoanAuthor's Note
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Added on October 18, 2009Last Updated on June 21, 2010 AuthorLucy JoanAbout"You can't write feuilletons with half a mind or one hand tied behind your back... I am not an encore, not a pudding, I am the main dish. I don't write 'witty glosses.' I paint the portrait of the a.. more..Writing
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