eclipse Posted April 29, 2021 Share Posted April 29, 2021 Multiverse, measurements of time, families have flourished in the forest of moons. The Sun's fingers caress history. Dynasty of shadows, Queen bee dreams of ferrying of nectar, does the earth carry the moons dreams of lost civilizations. Hurricanes, wildfires, floods, heatwaves, droughts. Family of paradigms in embryonic form. Clan of spiders create webs in the mouths of idle prophets. Is red the colour of the robin's dreams, the night bleeds as it is led through landscapes, rainbows turning black, kindred colours clothe Newly born children. African winds are like synonyms escaped from A thesaurus, female elephant Needs a new word for mourn. Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Tinker Posted May 1, 2021 Share Posted May 1, 2021 Wow, a galaxy of stunning imagery. ~~Judi Quote ~~ © ~~ Poems by Judi Van Gorder ~~ For permission to use this work you can write to Tinker1111@icloud.com Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
tonyv Posted May 2, 2021 Share Posted May 2, 2021 Ordinarily I prefer to pretend that Africa is not there. It's just too much. This poem sums up my heretofore inexpressible feelings: On 4/29/2021 at 12:42 AM, eclipse said: ... African winds are like synonyms escaped from A thesaurus, female elephant Needs a new word for mourn. Compelling work, as usual, Barry. Tony Quote Here is a link to an index of my works on this site: tonyv's Member Archive topic Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Gunslinger Posted May 4, 2021 Share Posted May 4, 2021 An interesting melange of images, each seemimg to take on a life of it's own. I would love to see each one developed by the author. Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
David W. Parsley Posted May 5, 2021 Share Posted May 5, 2021 Barry, the images are brilliant, dazzling even. I like the recurrent theme of family and descent, clans, intersecting with that of our inadequate answers or even the ability to fully articulate what we have lost. The end feels like the first thread of French Symbolism which at its best, however given to surrealism and startling juxtaposition, always has an almost-coherent narrative element. I MO, the rest of the poem would benefit from a similar fleshing out in a few strategic places. Tantalizing, David Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
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