Charon tapped out the coin
capping my closed left eye
carried me on a night-dark tour
into a silent octave of days,
come the ninth
he ferried me home
refunded the golden fare.
Today.
I don’t rock the boat.
Quiet
and
slow,
pebbles in my pockets
and payment in my palm.
fractals
Writers Island Prompt: Fork in the Road
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17 comments:
pebble in hand
great
and a marvellous fractal
I love the poem and the picture of the fractuals! They are always so. . . does lively do it?
simply brilliant...i am lost for words. Lovely!
I'd give a pocket full of gold coins to sit contently in the boat and let it gently sway me, releasing the urge to relentlessly rock back and forth. To know such contentment would be priceless.
I'm a total sucker for mythological references, and enjoyed your journey. Thanks.
Ohh, I like this! Love the line "Today.
I don’t rock the boat."
It has lots of implications. :) Also love the use of mythology. Good stuff!
oh this is so well done, so deep.
Absolutely stunningly beautiful!!
lovely imaginary
As Charon is the ferryman to Hades, it's interesting that the narrator is paying to go there and is returned on the ninth after 'an octave of days' (lovely phrase. This told such a story and I'm into these Greek myths too. beautiful fractal!
I always find myself lost for words when it comes to commenting on your wonderful pieces. This time I was particularly struck by
'a silent octave of days'. Nice one!
nice imagery left me speechless!!
*silent octave of days*...that was excellent!
Your use of phrases make me speechless!
I love the shape of this poem as well as everything else
No more rocking that boat - isn't it the best? Wonderful poem!
tumble words.. your words just take the reader on journey! Thank you! ( i needed to get out of the house!)
your written word is so incredibly beautiful....thank you for another lovely, inspiring post.
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