"denudation" poems
Covers
deliquesce
-rendered to liquid by
Suns setting rays
Wicked fevered winds
desiccate
smoldered and molten
Remains
Enticed by timid
denudation
sinless famished hands
Claw and wrench
in brine
and moonlight
they bathe
they flicker
beneath
the Indian summer night.
Mar 28, 2012
Mar 28, 2012 at 11:02 PM UTC
We could kindle the twigs and the fallen leaves
Dry as a dead dingo's donger
And make a fire which burns for a while
But betimes would flicker and out it goes sooner or later
We could even build a house skillfully like the cassican
Sight to a sore eyes on completion
A beautiful paradise and definitely talk of the town
But talks are like baby fat they always disappear
We could write in the sand as we stand on the shore
The tale of our union but the tides will come
Or even inscribe on a rock the symbol of our love
There for years until denudation knocks
So I think it's better if we dig the ground
Not to keep the dead but to grow a life
As we sow a seed which grows for life
Come the seasons under the sun
A saviour on a sunny day
With nectariferous flowers bearing fruit with seeds
A zoar for birds and other figures of life
Green that adds to the already colourful work of art
Come let's plant a tree today on the spot
Where our hearts melted like iron in a furnace
As the smith forges what he pleases
Where we met after days spent following the treasure trail
Where we first kissed and nothing else mattered
But the wrestle of two lit tongues
Right where love found us and we found love
The clouds bearing witness
Though a howling gale may rise
Bring it down like the leaves in autumn
But there's always a contingency plan
Seeds that will sprout in spring
Oct 4, 2019
Oct 4, 2019 at 10:27 AM UTC
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Nov 20, 2018
Nov 20, 2018 at 6:58 AM UTC
Yes it is descriptive only,
the unbearable pain of denudation,
like blue heartache.
Touching the extremes, you
become desperate to―
reach the first letter.
The word will form later.
The virtue of knowing―
the unknown was a punishment,
you cannot untie the knots.
You must know the trick of―
the trade. How to come back
alive after touching the skin
of a viper?
No celebration to mark―
the anniversary of the assassin.
Life itself takes the award.
Oct 17, 2016
Oct 17, 2016 at 11:15 PM UTC