that scatter themselves across the velvet of my life
drowning in a sea of absolute horror
as i realize the world is getting this much older
fading tracks of winter's ruts
find themselves,
comfortably,
residing in traces of lust
set aside like notes on a table
the special find their hearts have nothing to label
fifteen pictures thus document my life
1 of an ocean
and the rest are lost
left, without a trace
as my hair fades into the divets of my shower
flowing freely
lost forever
Wow. That was beautiful. Am now following you from BPOW
ReplyDeletewell done.
ReplyDeletelove the sentiments.
welcome to poets rally..
have fun.
What a wonderfully well put expression of the desire to be ageless.
ReplyDeleteI like the quiet beauty of your words...
ReplyDeleteits a gentle write, like an over flowing of love and devotion for oneself..
ReplyDeletehere is my link: http://mypoetrywriting.blogspot.com/2011/03/pictures-of-you.html
Yes, I do at least for some form of stability, no more goodbyes but holding ons, is that really so hard to find nowadays! Enjoy the rally, this sure was a moving piece!
ReplyDeletesoothing words..
ReplyDeletelovely imagery.
great expression katrina.. here's mine.. http://fiveloaf.wordpress.com/2010/01/15/wedged/
ReplyDeleteits like a realization i thought, that the world is getting older along with us too.. wonderfully versed..
ReplyDeleteHere's My Poem For Poets Rally
A very good read.
ReplyDeletegreat thoughts :)
ReplyDeleteyou can't wash away the lust for life..
ReplyDeleteThis is full of images and packed with emotion. Not sure what is all adds up to, but, then, maybe that is part of your point. . .things change so much, we don't always have a way to make them add up. Very rich piece of work.
ReplyDeleteI invite you to visit my blog and see my Rally entry at:http://elainedanforth.wordpress.com/2012/08/22/landing-like-a-cat/
Happy Rally!