Sunday, March 20, 2016

Consigned to collapse - they stand

Consigned to collapse – they stand

they stand – what were they -whirling
atoms - consigned somehow to those
particular bodies – they stand – con-
signed by the virulence of unholiest
hatred to the edge of collapse –some
to tumble over – they stand –some in
the soft dust of ash - some stumbling
through the finally opened gates –they
stand -some now flown to shine – star-
light in the sky – they return pushing
stones from their graves born to tell a
story that should have been but a tale
of caution – they stand strong and tall
their line circling this world – the Source
shining in the eyes of the newly born –
They stand – the cycle of self continues
their atoms inviolate and firm – perhaps
one or two floating off to still a hand lifted
in hatred – a heart aching in loss – they
stand behind us, with us, before us –
watching-
standing
They…


13 comments:

  1. Whirling atoms through this beauty of a piece, Pearl. I like your repetition of they. This piece stands against hatred with the strength of gentleness. And hope. I love the bit with the Source shining from the eyes of the newly born.

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  2. What is it that stands with us...a fabulous question to ponder....and I love how you developed this poem...

    'they stand strong and tall
    their line circling this world – the Source
    shining in the eyes of the newly born –
    They stand – the cycle of self continues
    their atoms inviolate and firm'

    The thought of They buoys me!

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  3. Returning to tell "a tale of caution"...I like they might stay a hand poised to strike, or comfort a broken heart. A comfort to think we have spirit guides.

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  4. Love the knowing mysticism in this Pearl - brought to a flourish with the closing lines - can relate to this, for sure.. Lovely write... With Best Wishes Scott www.scotthastie.com

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  5. Fantastic line breaks and hyphenations carefully placed to amp up the layered meanings.

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  6. I'm really scared of the anonymity of "they"... maybe there is a piece of us in they.

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  7. The piece was just getting more and more intense... creatively.
    ZQ

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  8. I like the feel to this....the sense of grave importance and a hint of the magical, too.

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  9. I love the sense of permanence and unshakability in these unnamed powers - made me think of standing stones - stonehenge in particular and how the light moves between the stones..stars shine..sun comes and goes..but still..they stand

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  10. "They stand behind us, with us, before us" So true Pearl.

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  11. cool.

    hopeful notes here.

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