The Spirit of Andromeda

This is about a woman who clings to her past self, but finds nothing but darkness in the realms of her future, because her present is futile.

Fire burns within my glass body.
The dreams of tomorrow shall perish in the wind.
For the hopes of the geyser have risen in the flames.
I'm driven by your song you've imprinted upon my heart.
The poised shall rise,
and the joker shall fall into your earthly remains
that transcend me.
My voice is like the trembling leaves on a moaning
maple tree.
The bees are the storm that brews within the temperament
of my pulsating veins.
I'm drowning in a sea of tar that coats my burning throat
with your insolence.
My heart is dancing with moon where your dessert is cradled
by the spirit of Andromeda.

Author's Note

What do you think of the prose?

Reviews

[Julia.Moore]

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[TL Boehm]

The bees are the storm that brews within the temperament
of my pulsating veins.
Each line is a "Stand alone" in this piece - like bullet point anthems.
Well penned

[Fabian G. Franklin]

"I'm driven by your song you've imprinted upon my heart" I think you could drop "you've" from this line. And here, "My heart is dancing with moon where your dessert is cradled by the spirit of Andromeda." Do you mean "dessert" or "desert"? Because dessert is like a hot fudge sundae and it doesn't quite make sense. But really, the entirety was sort of vague to me and I had trouble trying to relate to what I was reading. "The bees are the storm that brews within the temperament
of my pulsating veins." What bees? I was left feeling like I'd missed something in an earlier portion which wasn't there. I don't think your metaphors are extended enough and given enough context clues to clarify them to the reader. Just my opinion. My favorite line was, "I'm drowning in a sea of tar that coats my burning throat
with your insolence." I like that, easily understood and a good albeit brutal description. Not rating this as I did not really understand most of it, even with the proffered description.

[Adelia Alighieri]

"My voice is like the trembling leaves on a moaning
maple tree.
I'm drowning in a sea of tar that coats my burning throat
with your insolence.
My heart is dancing with moon where your dessert is cradled"

These lines were beautifully written. The prose is well sought, and that shows. Well done.

[Randolf Ramos]

Very deep in meaning

[J.S. Pua]

lots of creative lines here, my friend..
good work..