Fight earth, and sky, and visions vapor

 

    

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

     Bars of gold encrusted with diamond dust enshrines me. I hear a swifting song of subtle silence:

 

Golden bars make no less a prison

than a coffin on a hill.

And in caged reformation,

one wanders aimless still.

The rafters now a recollection

of sacred suppression.

How the morning dawn

strikes mourning confession.

Now Death yields a harvest

of the living masses.

We walk toward its path

no earthly power surpasses.

 

     I look about me, surrounded by shrouded stones and shifting sand. The gold bars swift to golden rays of deepening sunlight, as black stone lifts itself above the raging foam. The sea erupts, engulfing the sun as a deadened darkness dances through me.

 

     A chilling wind shivers my skin, and in my transfixed weary walk I taste its bitter marrow. As I stand transfixed, I see a shadow flighting above the frozen waves. It is my angel, her figure draped in a crystal fog.  Through this cold hellish haze she reaches her hand out to mine. I step toward her on the waves, but I am swallowed by the sea. She speaks.

 

When swallowed by your desperation,

walk above the torrents raging.

And in your fearful, wandering state,

Fight earth, and sky, and visions vapor…

 

Reviews

[Raja]

Nothing vapors Craig! It exists all the time we long to see in our try to grab. I kind of feel a desire of reading something more in this poem. It has a new taste ever since I am accustomed to your work, and the outcome is lovely. I liked it a lot, friend. It deepens my thought for my inner queen. I have to read it twice, so that its feel remains long with me...

Thanks.

Raja

[Angel Bird]

The excruciating agony of a desperate soul to just let go for the last time ...to not ...f e e l... anymore. To find rest..., and as close as this broken soul might be to the edge of darkness when writing these fascinating lines, the last stanza contains a strong message of his angel or subconsciousness shining through - that there's still h o p e that he'll find his grain of positive energy to catch a little streak of sunshine to call his own and to fight, which probably kept him from letting go for good.

I am extremely fascinated by your brilliance of giving this profound abyss such eloquent words and images. Kudos!

[Alicia Schroeder]

what a beautiful display, nicely done.

[Sunflower/Sara Kendrick]

Interesting thoughts penned in this one... I am glad that I chose it to read this afternoon..Sunflower..

[Brianna Brie]

When swallowed by your desperation,
walk above the torrents raging.
And in your fearful, wandering state,
Fight earth, and sky, and visions vapor…

Great combination of words and creativity. Love the picture, too. Enjoyable read!

[Sam Severn]

I love how your poetry always inspires n' uplifts me...even when I least expect it! Thank you!! :)

[mmzx]

i like how you put an image and change the font of the text.
it really adds to the ambiance.
and i enjoyed reading this.

[Crow]

I love the inspiration set forth in your words. Awesome piece, your work does deeply inspire me.

[deeps]

I'd say this coems off as a thought provoking write.
I like this and was captivated by it. A most lovely write.

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. the desperation of desperation ... can only be quelled by the words of the wise ... a beautiful angel ... and an immensely inspiring write ...