Flames
I woke to where you fell asleep
on asphalt crumbled unfulfilled.
I walked the confines of that street,
my hands familiar with the wheel
my ears familiar with the roar
of engine grinding piston speak;
the sound before the metals meet
and fold themselves like sheets of tin
around the place your heart had been.
Around the place your heart had been
a shattered spray of diamonds strung
in disarray, like stars descend
and fall among the embers flung
to smolder in the wind.
Is this the thing that God intends?
The big machine has closed his eyes.
Your sparkle leaves inverted skies
to sprinkle light through Heaven's door.
The moon has landed on the shore.
© Copyright 2018 Damp Kitten. All rights reserved.
Comments
This is a fantastic poem . Tragic but it is beautiful at the same time. I'm definitely shelving this. You seem to have a talent for writing. No doubt. Keep them coming.
I cannot but cry with you in your loss my sweet mermaid friend! I stand with arms around you holding your heart in my tender care!
This young woman was taken from us too soon.
Flames was a beautiful soul, and a wonderful writer too.
The dedication you have here is beautifully done DK. I am so happy to see you put your work up here on Booksie...
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