Ship of Dreams
Under ice we sleep
Fireflies dancing in lanterns
Pools of winter sun
Down, down and falling
Crushed, by the iron water
Cold lipped salt geisha
We wave pale silent
Through jet edged anenomies
Caress startled beds
Death’s faithless lover
Floats in ghost seas of angels
Washing bitter stars
Echoing last cries
Hugging rocks, scattered pebbles
Laced with love’s glass thorns
Flames whip up a shoal
Of wild ruby eyed horses
Sapphires and stones fall
Then the whole world stops
Until darkness comes creeping
To turn out the light
Fireflies dancing in lanterns
Pools of winter sun
Down, down and falling
Crushed, by the iron water
Cold lipped salt geisha
We wave pale silent
Through jet edged anenomies
Caress startled beds
Death’s faithless lover
Floats in ghost seas of angels
Washing bitter stars
Echoing last cries
Hugging rocks, scattered pebbles
Laced with love’s glass thorns
Flames whip up a shoal
Of wild ruby eyed horses
Sapphires and stones fall
Then the whole world stops
Until darkness comes creeping
To turn out the light
posted by Sue hardy-Dawson at 5/23/2006 07:52:00 PM
15 Comments:
A beautiful text, did your angels look like those from Abyss?
A dream can always be true if you belive in what it's mean for you.
Bye, Take care of yourself.
I can see the wild ruby-eyed horses very vividly in my mind! Enjoyed my visit and will definitely be back!
wonderfully eerie and somehow spooky. is it about drowned men? (or women come to that?)
wild horses came to mind and the end of the world taked also my thinking...I love the way you potray your words with so many senses that linger into the readers mind... I was always told when you write care for senses and you have done that so gracefully
Astounding! So many images that tell me much, leave me awe-struck, play teeter totter with my breath. But Sue, "Laced with love’s glass thorns," I am enthralled!!!
Sue this is wonderful!! Like Russell, love "laced with love's glass thorns"!! Great line of poetry!!
Carba my angels lok however you picture them to, that's the beauty of imagination it's personal
Jade p lovely to meet you thanks for dropping by
CJ, yes spot on, but it is also meant to be a paralel, a love preserved by death from a shipreck of emotions
Nasra I suppose when we die it is the end of our world. It often seems bazar when we greave that everything goes on around as normal
Russel, yes I think love is beautiful, and painful and the thorns can hang around and fester
Castor thank-you, I'm so pleased you enjoyed it
Pat thank-you I must visit I love your poems-half term beginns yipee
Death’s faithless lover
Floats in ghost seas of angels
Washing bitter stars
brilliant lines, these. enjoyable, as always
very nice ! a pleasant read!
may be u shuld come and visit me sometime..!:)
Very nicely done! loved the way you make such a beautiful write out of haikus! gg sue :)
totally loved
Flames whip up a shoal
Of wild ruby eyed horses
Sapphires and stones fall :)
SIMPLY AWESOOOOOOOOOME! Esp. loved 'iron water','bitter stars',
'glass thorns' and 'wild ruby eyed horses'! Brilliant!
"wild ruby eyed horses, love’s glass thorns...." wow wow wow!
Kudos!
mysterious and beautiful.... and a second reading of the poem offers so much more.
Shubhodeep, great to hear from you
finn drowning and dreaming are two of the scaryest things ever, well apart from my spelling!!
Ganty it is my pleasure and it was
Prmod, there is a special word for haiku joined in a big poem and I believe that that was how all haiku started off in the courts of Japan. will get back to you when I remember more
Maharaja thank-you how's the documentry coming
Brood mode thanks I was thinking of the effect of the desending ship reflecting on the waves
Nicole,thank-you, is it half term for you too?
Sue, you've got such vivid images in this one!
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