Neglect on a String
stealthy as the wind
radar beams of meteorswent out into the night
the dark of moon
pulled its precious shell
into a curl around its back
pierced by steadfast neglect
she hit a dying riff, moved
through time as frail as trees
sometime 'round the solstice
telephones rang mellow chimes
while the stars began to dim
Fractal image created in Fractal Explorer.
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Wonderful imagery.
I love this haiku chain, and the title sticks with me too. I'd have to say the third stanza was my favourite (moved through times as frail as trees). Agreeing with Anthony -- some very beautiful imagery here.
-Nicole
many beautiful and unexpected word combinations in this.
Really enjoyed this. It reads with an easy rhythm and the line 'sometime 'round the soltice' calls to mind Monk and Miles. Very nice.
"radar beams of meteors" is a perfect image
First: very cool images here, I like the first one especially! Second: how do you come up with the fractals for these? They always seem to fit so perfectly...
I like "time as frail as trees."
As always,elegant and well crafted!
I agree with Rallentanda. There is always a special poem waiting, when I come to visit here. Your poem begins with stealth and mellows at the end. The beautiful imagery, like where "the stars begin to dim" is wonderfully expressive. Thank you for sharing, Tumblewords.
The whole poem is wonderful, but these lines alone make me happy to be here:
the dark of moon
pulled its precious shell
into a curl around its back
Great work!
The words just fit, like a story here. Wonderful as usual
the dark of moon
pulled its precious shell
into a curl around its back
Such a wonderful, rich image! I love it.
Love the colors and shapes of the fractal (visually drawn person) and love the poem (evokes images that images cannot) - lovely post.
You had me at the title and the image. Whoa....
wonderful poem. as always you put thoughts to blog so easily. have a great day/ weekend.
I like the mysterious "she" and her intertwining with the ever mysterious cosmos. The "m" sounds in the final stanza resonate nicely with the last line, and make the natural epitaph of the stars more powerful.
Beautifully written, powerful lines!
Beautifull poem!
I feell as if you where describing a fractal life. Like your picture resembles
Cheers
This poem is so gentle and elegant. I enjoyed its pace very much. My favorite part is
"the dark of moon
pulled its precious shell
into a curl around its back"
This is so beautiful and perfect.
-Roberta
'the dark of moon
pulled its precious shell
into a curl around its back'. Yes - what a strikingly evocative piece of personification.
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