Sunday, April 25, 2010

Fissures


her pale lined face
fissures on a cliff side
carved deeply on thick coarse skin
time had been with her and about her
like new clay, tweaked, molded

she had become a map with
ice blue veins, her roadway of life
once pretty with hair black as night
falling to her slim wast

one look shows bitterness, pain
one look into those dead eyes
and you know where she has been
trapped in life, her memories hold tight

16 comments:

SandyCarlson said...

I feel that one. I am in need of air. So well done.

namingconstellations said...

Very nice... moving combination of image and words. The map of blue veins is especially good, makes one think of blood vessels splayed out like interstates.

Tumblewords: said...

The utlimate fissure-ing! Poignant and powerful.

Cassiopeia Rises said...

Thank you Sandy. I am glad you liked it.

Melanie

Cassiopeia Rises said...

nc, much thanks for your kind comments I am glad you liked it. Yes her vine are the road map .



Melanie

Cassiopeia Rises said...

Thanks Sue. Glad you liked it.


Melanie

gabrielle said...

so love the line "time has been in her and about her". Stark and real.

Tammy Brierly said...

Well I finally came back to blogging. I enjoyed your pieces on FB. This one I call hauntingly beautiful.

Amity said...

Hi Cassiopeia/Melanie;

It made an impression on so many angles!

So very true!

Cassiopeia Rises said...

Thanks gabrielle. I am glad you like it.


Melamie

Cassiopeia Rises said...

Thank you Tammy and welcome back.
I am happy that you enjoyed my poem.


Melanie

Cassiopeia Rises said...

Thanks much Amity for stopping by and reading my work. I am glad you liked it.


Melanie

Cassiopeia Rises said...

Thanks much Amity for stopping by and reading my work. I am glad you liked it.


Melanie

Short Poems said...

Hi Melanie.
Amazing piece of writing and such deep emotion in so few words :)

Marinela xx

rdl said...

i hear you on this one!

mbdc said...

This one is my favorite so far. The imagery here is so powerful!