July 25, 2010

in Confessions,Lifestyle

Stop the sky beneath my shadow.
Honey roses light my vision
after delicate blue waters
pound through soaring bitter rains.

Surviving amid weeds.

Tight-lipped lily beaten to near grave
Awaken. Rise up from sewage and
face your art, naked.

*Thank you to New Plains Review who originally published this poem.

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Corinne July 25, 2010 at 7:15 pm

That was such a beautiful read… wow!

Kelly July 25, 2010 at 9:17 pm


That was excellent! “Honey roses light my vision” will be staying with me for days. Glad to have found your blog through SITS!


Vanessa July 25, 2010 at 9:51 pm

The blues of this darkened sky are just lovely.

Mrs.Mayhem July 25, 2010 at 10:46 pm

Visiting from 31dbbb. Great poem, and I really like the accompanying photo.

justine July 26, 2010 at 12:59 am

a beautiful picture and beautiful poem,

Clare B July 29, 2010 at 2:28 am

you have a wonderful gift with words. This poem is so delicate and yet has a powerful undertone. Perfect for this week’s prompt as well.

Joyce M July 30, 2010 at 3:20 pm

Great poet and photographer. I like how you put the two together so nicely.
Joyce M

Lindsey July 30, 2010 at 5:15 pm

Thank you so much! Photographs often inspire my poems and my poems often inspire my photographs.

Pat, CA, USA July 30, 2010 at 10:10 pm

Beautiful dark-and-light sky! Your poetry matches it well. Lovely post

Lucy @ lucille in the sky August 26, 2010 at 6:54 pm

Beautiful poem & imagery. Loved the line – "surviving amid weeds." 

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