Liquid Sun

by Karla   Jul 8, 2012


It is not him
but what his expression
unearths from yesterday's wrinkles.
He knows not about (im)mutability
or persistence as my womb does.
He is here, taking my life to another
place, threatening my lightness
and oblivion.

What I feel only that downloaded
poetry book can understand:
my heart dissolves in water.

It is not him
but his echo reverberating
in my cold ears, causing waves
and new oceans where
sleepy mermaids dream.
He is my old home where
there is a maze of forget-me-nots.

What I feel, he feels too
when my hands can't touch him,
when my eyes can't see him
and we cry without wiping away
each other's tears.

And shivering,
I apologize to him for
being nurtured by what
he evokes in me when
time swallows time,
leaving room for
the sun shines
through me again.

Karla Bardanza
http://asmoonsewsthesatinstars.blogspot.com
http://skycladatmisnight.tumblr.com
http://embracingthegoddessforever.tumblr.com

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  • 12 years ago

    by Thomas

    Very well written poem with a nice flow to it.

    The sorrow you felt translated very well into your poem which is not easy to do

    5/5

  • 12 years ago

    by average thoughts

    I totaly agreed wid lioness..
    U r inspirational.

  • 12 years ago

    by Lioness

    Karla,

    What a title!!! Liquid sun - the contrast between the texture and temperature was an awesome way to title a poem. I was completely drawn into this poem.

    I love how you have described the effect that this person has on you. I love the image of waves being caused and new oceans formed.

    Karla you are inspirational.

    x

  • 12 years ago

    by Baby Rainbow

    Wow, what an amazing poem!

    I like the language you have chosen, such strong words that really stick in your mind while reading it. Very Powerful impact and make the poem such a powerful piece.

    Loved the layout and the punctuation, and your title is very eye catching.

    Good job.

  • 12 years ago

    by Khalid M Darwish

    So sorrowful piece Karla! I think you put all your sadness extract in it. I was affected by the flow.