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the landscape
losing its gild
mottles
in gunmetal grays
fractured storm clouds
churn
in huddling menace
brightened breezes
that sizzled in the aspens
build
buffeted by the angry front
thrashing
into brittling winds
the world
tumbles towards darkness
my heart
shudders in deep shadow
mourning love’s devastation
scorching words
bite and sting
where they sizzle still
blistering my careless tongue
would that it rain
drown the lands
that I might
turn my face to the sky
flood my foolish mouth
charred by regret
with drenching waters
of contrition
to douse the cruel fire
of that
which should never have been said
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rob kistner © 2011
• collage entitled “Sorrow” – by: rob kistner © 2011
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inked at Writer’s Island
a scorcher Rob…..thanks for sharing
Wow, powerful and moving, the sorrow over what should not have been said. Beautifully written.
Excellent ending of the poem..
I find this to be quite beautiful. Wonderful metaphor. But I especially like the “how” of its writing. At times I use words in the same manner. I really enjoyed this poem.
Very powerful indeed, Rob.
Great imagery.
Rob, you’ve captured the regret of angry, impetuous words so well here.
“would that it rain
drown the lands
that I might
turn my face to the sky
flood my foolish mouth
charred by regret
with drenching waters
of contrition”
Beautifully stated. You really are a master and I’ve missed visiting here for too long. 🙂
Few can make that connection and even fewer can do it seamlessly. Well done.
Zouxzoux said it first. Your artwork is beautiful.
Great poem on the agony of regret.
The harsh, steel landscape of words regretted..scorching indeed..Jae
This is so good.
Anna :o]
This is wonderful. I think there are definitely times, for whatever reason we open mouth, insert foot and then wish it had never occurred.
Great poem – we all wish we could wash away all those words we should never have said.
Powerful and moving… love the ending!
the aftermath of things we cannot take back – I love the imagery and the “reverse personification” for want of a better term…The emotion becomes the world in which you live. Powerful stuff.
The alliteration (those exploding b’s) underscore the sense of regrettable words.
Really loved this piece… very powerful, caused me to look deeper than the words. nice
Wonderful imagery and some good turns of phrase!
and that is a form of darkness that could have been prevented with a word…
Thanks for sharing this dark poem I have been delving into different aspects of it and looking at memorial day as well – this one hit the mark
Powerfully written… I liked your words….
‘scorching words
bite and sting
where they sizzle still
blistering my careless tongue’
… lovely.
Shashi
ॠनमः शिवाय
Om Namah Shivaya
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Beautiful piece, our words can be fire and never put out once expressed. Wonderfully composed ~ Rose
this is a truely beautiful writing.
..thank you for sharing it.
A poem full of relevance to us in this drought-stricken part of Normandy, but also full of metaphor of love damaged by wrong words.