Clearing The Air
In the Blur burnished barnacles fell
as powdered chalk in the austere
flinty gaze of unvarnished truth,
the cocoon of brittle denial
cracked, gave way, and with
the scrape of tongue,
split wide releasing
a shimmering shower of words
As fingered light dawn curled
into the raised fist of morning sun
the showers spattered, danced, spilled
leaving all drenched on the deck
as unfurled that ship finally sailed
toward a bright line of blue horizon
clear ....
Posted by Dr. Pearl Ketover Prilik (PKP) at 5:27 AM
ReplyDeleteDr. Pearl Ketover Prilik (PKP)May 27, 2012 6:19 AM
Apologies IPAD not permitting correct formatting today...I am away .. Enjoy the day :)
Hi all ... actually my son was able to get this posted for me... :)
DeleteThank you all collectively for your wonderful comments and for stopping by - will get to each individually :)
Traci BMay 27, 2012 6:27 AM
ReplyDeleteBeautiful! Gave me goosbumps reading that flight to freedom. :)
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brenda wMay 27, 2012 7:10 AM
ReplyDeleteThis is full of beautiful imagery, Pearl. I love your description of dawn. Well wordled!
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awakenedwordsMay 27, 2012 8:59 AM
'as powder chalk in the austere' loved that
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CherylMay 27, 2012 10:19 AM
"Raised fist of morning sun" is incredible. You blow me away!
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JulesMay 27, 2012 10:38 AM
Sometimes computers just don't play fair. I made my hubby laugh this morning as I am not a techie (I'm just a blogger) and he is...Help I cried, "There's a flashing thingy on my screen!" To which he replied, "Love that technical term, dear!"
No apologies needed for machines. Hope to see the form, eventually. My offering has 'form' too. You can find it here:
http://julesgemsandstuff.blogspot.com/2012/05/lasting-last-laughs-sunday-whirl-58.html
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S.E.IngrahamMay 27, 2012 3:36 PM
ReplyDeleteYou do have way with words ... this is imaginative and unique; lovely weaving of the wordle words; I particular enjoy "the raised fist of morning" which is pretty much how I expect to see it every day!
http://thepoet-tree-house.blogspot.ca/2012/05/reminiscing-before-selling-family-home.html
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Remarkable use of imagery and metaphor. The last two lines reminded me of the song 'Chasing Pirates' by Norah Jones. Well written. Keep it up! :)
ReplyDeleteI love the way the ship finally broke free of its ties and set sail for a blue horizon. The 'blur of burnished barnacles' was quite a line :)
ReplyDeleteI liked both versions.
Pearl, this is wonderful!
ReplyDeletePamela
"flinty gaze of unvarnished truth,
ReplyDeletethe cocoon of brittle denial
cracked, gave way, and with
the scrape of tongue,"
Beautiful lines!
discontent
LOVE "raised fist of morning sun," Pearl. Excellent!
ReplyDeleteI like how this is one very vividly painted moment. Nice brush strokes, too.
ReplyDeleteThis is amazing, Pearl.
ReplyDeleteBeautiful use of language. Really good job!
ReplyDeleteletting it all out sometimes brings clarity.
ReplyDeletevery good. the cleansing with words is so beautiful.