The Magnetism of Almost Touching [Day 70]
The Magnetism of Almost Touching
I.
My fist opening, a cave's mouth.
Dark milliseconds unravel its statements
strewn by uneven light across a skewed tablet.
I distill certainty from the sky metallic—
my eyes untarnish the evening's approach.
Pyramid stones shaded, just so;
bodies delicate with ambiguity.
I reach for them with my mindglove
Yet touch them not.
It is enough
to stretch out my hands
and watch the shadows mingle.
II.
Emerald has become flesh's color
exploding from grey sarcophagi.
I cannot unclasp the covers
to inhale must and words.
Sealed by inscrutable decrees,
gaurded by cerulean trident.
Histories in bark-ridged tombs,
Larvae in amber of gold.
My fiery digits take flight,
Tendrils that spread and recede.
Approaching the heavenly vault,
Retreating in umber and mead.
III.
This forest is an astral museum
with three-pointed, five-pointed creeds;
emerging through space into rhythm,
painting the brown into green.
The dendrites of branches and roots
hurl at me sparks and dissent.
For all my perilous treaties,
They trade me an elaborate lens.
A mirror of moss for a bauble,
a mineral path for a tome.
The forest exchanges my crate for a cradle,
I trade it a hut for a home.
IV.
As the falls strike leaves
With carresses of air,
As the night's shroud falls
to blanket the stones,
As my heart's dew drops
but halts before morning,
So my hands try to grasp
yet fail to take hold.
Poetry
Written by
@d-pend on 5/14/18
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Photography by
Maxime Courty
.1 — "From the Cave"
2 — "Mystic River"
3 — "A Place for Dreams"
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What else can I say.
The first stanza is an allegory of truth.
The second stanza is enlightenment.
It was the third stanza that moved me. Trading exchange for swap would be fun but lose the Gothic feeling I got from the poem as if I could actually barter with this dendrite forest.
The fourth stanza leaves me despaired and disappointed.
I think we have to catch with our hearts because the hands can't grasp it.
Hello teacher! The whole poem is a brilliant allegory, according to my vision. A beautiful piece of resurrection of lost faith. He tells us about the greening of the "forest" that now presents new "foliage", more to the taste of the gardener who sows without stopping, even if his back hurts.
I rescue this line, as a heart:
Now, "his" forest, "his" people, has turned his grave into a cradle, he no longer dies, he is reborn and aspires to be able to build a common warm place where everyone fits, forming a family, a home.
I love number 3 it is really beautiful but the forest line had me power snagging as it totally kicked me out of the rhythm . I love however the image it gives so My i make a small suggestion, instead of
how about this
Thank you for the suggestion @tygertyger I will consider making an edit on that line :-)
I was stuck on that line, actually, so it's perfect.
The dendrites of branches and roots
hurl at me sparks and dissent.
For all my perilous treaties,
They trade me an elaborate lens.
Pondering the past and lives that might have been lived holds a certain metaphysical power. One can fall in love with the very essence of a time and how it forms in the mind. But it does leave us longing and empty handed in the present.
A truly wonderful write, Daniel:) Your imagery as always is just superb:)
Hi @d-pend! How are you? I hope you're okay, and have a great week. Your poem is always the best, and you will always be a teacher to me in to learn how to produce beautiful poetry words. I also still post poetry, even though my poem has not been as successful as you, because I will continue to study, so I can read poetry and record it like you, because that is very difficult for me to do. Thanks @d-pend...
Beautiful @d-pend, beautiful.
I was listening to some rock n roll and reading your poetry,surprisingly it was a good combination.
you are amazing writer i was looking around in the poetry trending page so i stop around you nice way to explain keep it up man :) @d-pend
Poem written in very good wording .
Very cool picture. The suns lighting, the color of the sky, and the landscape itself give the picture an amazing look.