Stalled.

 

 

Stalled.

Because each granite-necked minute strangles
desire's set sail shall grief's tongue so anchored
see love's dazzling coast no more ?

Shall a tear-drenched spark within ready breast
not light on horizons new and warm ?

 

Because a mature pearl's glint becomes staved
on death's barrier reef shall this sea-siren wait
to become blind to advances ?

Shall the caged heart's talons gnawing at need
not see night's silk rise unshackled ?

 

Because cinders grow cold when un-bellowed
shall a stacked basket not harbour fresh coals
with flint to spark smouldering ashes ?

Shall stalled life not take a late fur-lined climb
             to tomorrow's state of shared romance ?                

 

Reviews

[barleygirl]

WOW! This is thought-provoking & demanding a slow careful read. The ideas you present are a bit abstract, not coming into focus right away for me, requiring some think-time at each juncture. First I have to just sit & admire your unusual & fresh metaphors, just for the sparkling language of your expression. Then I would sit & transform each mind-zoom into an everyday-life analogy. I love how the title word encompasses all the ways we can momentarily allow our circumstances or surroundings to overwhelm us, but then your questioning prods us along (((HUGS))) Fondly, Margie

[Fay Slimm]

And I am proud that you stuck with the read and got some understanding from my sometimes uninterpretable metaphors dear Margie - - many thanks for your thoughtful review.

[Neville]

........ this has just become one of my Fay Slimm favourwrites of all time to date .... makes me think of lovers parted ... without appropriate and tender goodbyes ... tis a poem and a half in my book ......

[Fay Slimm]

Thanking you kindly for your perceptive review Nev - and for the generous way you favour the piece.~Bless ya and get better soon..............x