Heavy atmosphere
Lapping around my ankles.
Drawing me into its maelstrom.
Into its echo.
Chambers of my heart
Exploding as I try to breathe
Deeper than I should.
I exhale rust.
Heavy flames
All the torrential reigns
Of all hellish nightmares
Siphon off into a furnace of discomfiture.
I lean from your cool hands
To welcome the backdraft.
** Heavy earth**
What if you called me strong?
Would that be an epiphyte
Worthy of me? Nay.
You are more like.
While I, Atlas, hold the
World, spinning
you hold up my universe.
SoulSurvivor
Catherine Jarvis
(C) September 24, 2014
Sep 25, 2014
Sep 25, 2014 at 2:12 AM UTC
Heavy atmosphere
Lapping around my ankles.
Drawing me into its maelstrom.
Into its echo.
Chambers of my heart
Exploding as I try to breathe
Deeper than I should.
I exhale rust.
Heavy flames
All the torrential reigns
Of all hellish nightmares
Siphon off into a furnace of discomfiture.
I lean from your cool hands
To welcome the backdraft.
** Heavy earth**
What if you called me strong?
Would that be an epiphyte
Worthy of me? Nay.
You are more like.
While I, Atlas, hold the
World, spinning
you hold up my universe.
SoulSurvivor
Catherine Jarvis
(C) September 24, 2014
These three poems are really
Unrelated to each other...
Or are they?
