Sunday, 11 August 2013

Illuminated

Oh, that stark light you sent to illuminate my pounding heart.

Your striking colour - a stain on the grey concrete of me.

This fire you ignite... incentive to race, to scatter seed, to love.

I strain at these self imposed chains that hitch me to myself.

I wallow in my indecision, as you circle ...and wait.




Written for Wordle 121 at The Sunday Whirl

11 comments:

on-the-down-swing said...

Have missed you. Love your imagery here and how brief you have been. Seems to make the poem more powerful because of that.

Elizabeth
http://soulsmusic.wordpress.com/2013/08/11/on-the-down-swing/

Nanka said...

These are fondly written words and I wonder why that indecision?? Hopefully it will turn into a riot of colors!!

aspiritofsimplicity said...

Very nice. This is my first time joining and it has inspired me.

oldegg said...

I think the narrator is kidding as their words indicate she(?) is hooked already.

veronica said...

A stain on the grey concrete of my self...
I like this brief and to-the-point wordle.

Marianne said...

Spectacular response to the words!
My favorite lines:
"a stain on the grey concrete of me"
and
"self imposed chains that hitch me to myself."

Magical Mystical Teacher said...

It's hard to ignore the one who's circling and waiting!

A Short Whirl

Mishla M said...

Very exciting with an undertone of a dangerous romance in the making.

Eileen T O'Neill ..... said...

Susannah,

I am so pleased to have found your Blog again today.
I really loved your poem, it was powerfully romantic and gripping about the image created....

Eileen

flaubert said...

I have missed your writing, Susannah. This lovely, aching and concise.

Pamela

Kathryn said...

I really like this piece, especially . . . strain at these self imposed chains that hitch me to myself.

Related Posts Plugin for WordPress, Blogger...