As Ties Are Torn

The crystal clarity of sunrise

Coruscates from the approaching cloudline as

My un-combed hair whips in the wind.

The eye of the sun peers quizzically above the horizon--

It is as a child, untainted by the miseries of life.

It gazes at me in wonderment,

In confusion.

The brilliance, the radiance of his innocence,

Only accentuates the weight in my chest.

The tree-line behind me adumbrates where my past has ended;

The definition between arboreal shade

And harshly glinting stone

Becomes a boundary I will never again trespass upon.

The delineation between stone and nothing, however,

Is one I have never before dared to cross.

That single step off the cliff--

The whisper of acceleration--

Has never taunted me like it now does.

The forest denounces me.

I can feel its estranging stares upon my back,

Its rustles of disgust

As our withered friendship

Crunches beneath my feet.

And yet, the sun still ponders me with unprejudiced interest.

I approach the end of solidity.

A stone, dislocated by my foot,

Slips into oblivion.

I watch the descent;

The trees, so far below, devour it

With insincerity and nonchalance.

I lift my eyes towards the sun once more--

Can I destroy your innocence, your faith in me?

You are but an eternal child. 

Author's Note

Not my own thoughts, but thoughts, nonetheless.

Reviews

[i.am.the.sun.]

i got the sense here that someone's life and memories had been embodied into a drop of rain, or dew. that this was written just before and as it was evaporating :P again, very nice stuff, i don't know how you keep doing it.

[FaithfullyJennyBear]

This is immense :) and the imagery is amazing, great write :)

[Lily Mae]

I love this..an excellent write. x

[Thomas Fitzgerald]

A fine mystical element captures the reader, I feel you pull the reader in with your harsh, take no prisoners type of wording, the flow is solid and lends to the theme of the piece, well done, one change I would make though however
"The whisper of acceleration--
Has never hounded me like it does now.
The forest denounced me."
Just a suggestion

[Judy Ponceby]

Wow! I'm not sure what you mean by not your own thoughts. The image you portrayed here is fantastic, almost otherworldly though you describe this world. After checking my dictionary :) as I do for your new words that intrigue me, I have to say I like these words very much and feel they are used perfectly (coruscate and adumbrate) I may go through your poems and pick out the words i had to look up and try to come up with something using them for inspiration :) But back to this work of yours. The feel to this is almost haunting to me and leave me wondering why the forest has denounced you. Is it forsaking you for the harshness of your newly found relationship with the sun? Hmmmm The Son?? Making me think today Ben :) and the falling stone into oblivion of the uncaring forest below....interesting to think on. :) Great work once again Ben :)