Monday, 22 June 2015

City walls and step-wells and piled up peels




Somewhere the lamps shine brighter, but here dim.
I balance on my lashes coloured lanterns
from an entire city lit up, the trembling glint
of glass-fire on water, the night’s darkness burns
with a sandpaper-sadness under my lids,
points out again how fruitless the returns,


the yearnings for things now lowered and closed.
The weight always hangs heavy on restless eyes -
motifs of calligraphies made into mosques
the architectures of reverence, and sighs,
inlays of centuries sketched and now lost,
and sleepless owl moons winging across skies.


Still carry within - the small-writhing husks,
the peels of years which vanished at the bend,
the slithery skins and scales of time piled up
into mountains of sharpness, stone-stiffened,
the city walls and step-wells untidily tucked
behind arches still standing though weakened.



13 comments:

  1. Wow, so many themes and underlying meanings in that one! Well done.

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  2. That was so beautiful! Well written and full of lovely messages and hidden meanings. I love your way with words too..."with a sandpaper-sadness under my lids." That was wonderful!

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    1. I am stopping by again to let you know that I nominated you for the Infinity Dream blog award. The details can be found here: http://writewithfey.blogspot.com/2015/06/im-tree-hugger-infinity-dream-award.html

      Have a great day! :D

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    2. Thank you Chrys! Slightly at a loss for words here :D

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  4. '...mosques the architecture of reverence...' So much in so few words. I won't say more for now as I usually lose comments by iPhone. X

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    1. I find all old buildings fascinating. Can't manage to do any commenting/blogging on phone - so serious admiration! :)

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  5. I feel as you've described me today! :) Feeling my age, my mortality, and every regret - standing though weakened. I need a walk in the sunshine! :)

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    1. Can offer you plenty sunshine :) too much to walk in, in fact :) Regret is not my favourite emotion either. Feel good soon.

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  6. What a beautiful poem! I particularly loved the lines "with a sandpaper-sadness under my lids" and "and sleepless owl moons winging across skies."

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    1. Thank you. Glad you enjoyed the poetry.

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  7. Love the imagery... and the touch of melancholy...

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    1. That suddenly made me wonder if melancholy is easier to capture/relate to? Thanks for being here, Michelle..

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