mountain falls
the mountain falls
clear sky sings
like rocket fire overhead
was it lightning that split the stones
like new apples, cut faces glistening
was it sliding like mud, was it bleeding like lava
did it balance and explode
shooting trees to the sky like arrows, like escaping birds
rootless and free
separated, in quiet clouds
as our two lives split apart
rolling gently to the sea
clear sky sings
like rocket fire overhead
was it lightning that split the stones
like new apples, cut faces glistening
was it sliding like mud, was it bleeding like lava
did it balance and explode
shooting trees to the sky like arrows, like escaping birds
rootless and free
separated, in quiet clouds
as our two lives split apart
rolling gently to the sea
posted by Yes at 10:52 PM
3 Comments:
Wow, I really love this poem. The imagery, as always, is spectacular. In particular the image of "shooting trees into the sky like arrows, like escaping birds" does it for me.
I see a connection with your poem "restless and rooted". Now the voice is "rootless and free" after this great explosion. Sometimes it takes earth shattering events to expand our consciousness. Beautiful work.
I am speechless at your psychological insight, as usual.
Leave it to you to see the meaning and connections between the two poems--clearly there once you point it out--
I just write them, I don't always look in those directions. How lucky I am that you share your vision with us.
It helps me understand not only the poems, but my own feelings as well.
Very nice use of metaphors and strong images!
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