Egg

this is an attempt at poetry

a salty desert

cracks

the shell of an egg   

leaking yolk

under 

the sun’s atomic 

whisper

 

time in between

lightning

and the tumbling of

thunder

screaming

dark and light 

blinding

 not 

distinguished

not

defining 

 

the eternal

finite

waves breaking

 wash away

my

emptiness

 

i think

i loved you

was i right

or

was i

right

?

Reviews

[jenniewren (J.W. Bouwma..]

amazing surreality. this isnt an attempt at poetry. this is an incredible word painting. how you trickled them down the page even looks like a crack. your images are so marvelous and vivid..

[roarke]

yep, you're right. My kinda poem. the first stanza is super. An atomic whisper of a poem.... you know I'll be using that turn of phrase now..... nice poem.

[Alicia Schroeder]

nice and unique peice..