Free verse № 16602
Here In The Heart of Amber
Tears that heaven knows when
had sucked the fire of some forgotten sun,
and kept it through centuries of gloom;
Still glowing--
Here in the heart of Amber.
This glittering armour in the sun,
glinting ripples, one by one,
come shining across my face
where fossils keep in destined place--
Here in the heart of Amber.
Time's story flowing by,
Forever sweet to flesh and eye,
Forever new and never done.
In golden drops
death and life are one--
Here in the heart of Amber.
27 comments
I chipped away at this gem for weeks! It originally had 10 stanzas. I wasn't too sure about the repeated refrain but after its honing I thought it could work. perhaps you're right.
Hmph, I'm reading some of your pomes after participating in the big argument on Captain Cannibal and contrary to your babblings there about eschewing technique and concreteness for the sake of iconoclasm, most of your other pomes seem to be about tangible things and show considerable attention to technique and structure.
So I will make an actual editorial comment: "where fossils keep in destined place" doesn't make sense to me. keep what? or did you mean keep their destined place? Did you mean, as in, will the food keep until next week? If so the colloquialism seems out of place with the rest of the pome.
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