Stars and fire and bliss

Alone in a world where most are a pair,
I am made of stars and fire and bliss.
The wild wind flows through my hair
And the whole bright world is mine to kiss.

I am made of stars and fire and bliss-
Like a dragon I breathe inspiring fire!
The whole bright world is mine to kiss,
For as muse and poet combined, I am entire.

The dragon breath of inspiring fire
Is so alive in me that I’m happy to be
Both muse and poet, combining, entire,
To sing aloud my joyful story.

Alive in myself, and happy to be
Alone in a world where most are a pair,
I sing aloud my joyful story,
As the wild wind flows through my hair….

I’ve recently come across a new prompt site – mine enemy grows older – and this pantoum poem was inspired by the picture above.

The women that will be

In days that I will never see
Walking tall and proud,
Quickly and securely step,
These women that will be.

Strands of gold and jewels bright
Adorn their slender forms
Their freedom constrained only
By the slender weight

Of a chatelaine chain that holds the key
(a burden serious but sweet),
freely accepted, freely worn –
Of mature responsibility

I cannot see their faces yet -
For the twining helix sentences
That one day will shape their birth
Have still not even met.

This was inspired by this week’s Monday mural at poefusion. An interesting image this week – quite abstract so difficult to know where to start. But then suddenly I saw that the shapes looked like jewels strung across a woman’s body… and the poem followed from there.

Six word bio

I was tagged with a challenging meme from Mariacristina – to write a six word bio! After a bit of playing around, I came up with:

Voicing my search – love, hope, truth.

I think most of my blogroll contacts have already done this one, so I won’t tag anyone. If you’ve not done it yet, and feel like having a go, consider yourself tagged!

 

 

Kraken revisited

The kraken arises from an ocean of riven broken time.
Jaws gritty with the dust of things once precious.
Each sinuous movement violates reason and rhyme
A murky intelligence stares from its eyes, deeply vicious.

Its elemental fear makes us doubt our every intent.

Most terrible because it is so intensely silent…
More strange than any beast in any sea ever sailed…
A mere hint of its rising makes the heartbeat violent
As we feel the foundations of our being are assailed.

Even to think of it makes the universe feel bent.

For this beast devours our souls’ hard-won pearls
Spitting out the fragments of the truth we thought secure
Throws us silent and naked into a lonely world
Where the shreds of our peace must struggle to endure.

But one day we must stop being prey and learn to fight.

Set out to hunt the beast across the deep ocean floors -
Stare into its eyes to defy it, and there see its flaws and errors.
Rebuild for ourselves what was pulverised by its jaws,
And relax, knowing our peace stronger than its paralysing terrors,

Buoyant on dawn-blushed waves, at the end of the kraken night.

 

This is a revision of an earlier poem of mine, Kraken. I revisited it on a suggestion from readwritepoem to go back and rework an old poem. The original was a jigsaw poem, and in rewriting it I’ve removed many of the jigsaw words to give myself more freedom to say exactly what I want. I’ve made the meaning a shade more explicit too. I’ve also incorporated a final verse as I felt it needed a more powerful, positive ending. Oh, and I’ve introduced rhyme!

I think altogether that the revised version is stronger – what do you think?

(Photo – Deep Blue Sea – uploaded to Flickr by TheFortunate)