Erosion

A palace of stone

Immense strength, integrity

Tremendous valor, security

 

The cliff's sheer face

preserving a facade of unmasked confidence

retaining the front of misleading endurance

 

The unmoving mass of rock

set in his ways, obstinate

overflowing with absolute resentment

 

He stands with the grace of a god

Emboldened by his own superiority; shoulders back, chin up

that he doesn't realize his actions are unjust, corrupt

 

And so moves in the cleansing sand

to steal away his pain

Good-naturedly murderous, carried upon the wind and rain

 

And it storms upon him

polishing away his essence

the sand's melodious tug, bittersweet cadence

 

Unable to stir

from the restraints in which he built

The cliff begins to crumble, the world begins to tilt

 

Into the ocean he falls

Relinquishing the last of his identity

He's gone, I'm gone, Me

 

 

 

 

Reviews

[Stormy Weather]

This is utterly beautiful.

[Poetic Beauty]

There is strong statements in this poem and sometimes we get lost on the path of life or in this poem fall of the cliff. We have to rediscover who we truly are and begin again.

[Coyote Poetry]

I like the use of words. Your description and detail made the poem come alive. Erosion can be a slow and painful process.
"And so moves in the cleansing sand
to steal away his pain
Good-naturedly murderous, carried upon the wind and rain"
I like the ending to the excellent poem.
Coyote

[Brittany]

You've got talent, man. This is incredible.

"Good-naturedly murderous"

You bloody genius. You never cease to amaze me with your word choice.

[Paradoxical]

Seee!!!! This is your talent I've been trying to tell you about!!! You have an incredible way of showing the reader the story, not just telling it, and you managed to rhyme in a flowing tempo of graceful vocabulary! AMAZING! :D