Poetry Thursday - The Fall
The girls at Poetry Thursday are off on a well earned break, but Poetry Thursday still continues throughout the summer, though without suggested prompts. I wrote this a while ago. I have been reviewing it in recent weeks, so I thought I may as well share it.
The dramatic heights of loveliness,
Caressed the soft waves of her hair.
A potent intoxication
Suspended reality in the air.
An hypnotic high; so mellow,
Burnished through enamored eyes.
Mournful tones though, now resound,
In guttural wrenching cries.
The ebb and flow of a peculiar fate;
A world turned on its axis once more.
Those fruits, once thought so delicious,
Are spoiled; rotten to the core.
She dared to pierce that taut red skin,
Seeking juicy delights beneath,
But neither zing nor sweetness whetted her lips;
An odious pungency caught her teeth.
That wily fervour, from her past
Could not be arrested forever.
Seized by a love; never mutually roused,
Not then, not now – not ever.
© Strauss
22/5/2006
Photo by Elliot Erwitt
"California 1955"
11 comments:
'The dramatic heights of loveliness' - wonderful line!
What a great line to start the poem!
what a fascinating image! did the image come first; or the lines of poetry?
The photo is by Elliott Erwitt, called "California 1955", I found the image afterward.
Very nice! I especially like the lines "the ebb and flow of a peculiar fate; a world turned on its axis once more".
I really like the flow of the poem. you certainly have a way with words too. I can't pick a favourite line because they're all good
Such visualization, Strauss... I loved that last line. It was perfect!
How wonderfully exotic! I get a sense of otherworldliness... perhaps a vampiric love
The way you ended the poem really works...
Very evocative imagery, and so bittersweet.
What a pleasure to read your work!
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