EagleEye0 1 Report post Posted January 3, 2007 Kalahari So here I am One last time Alone, like the land Parched dreams Fight over the canteen of hope Bobbling it, spilling it, As I lay The wind whistles silence Though it blows all the time Dust and dismay Upon this half world Violet skies pursue a fleeing sun Colored cacophony flood my eyes A tide of lies washes a mirage of ease Upon the torched shores of my flesh Share this post Link to post Share on other sites
Shawna 1 Report post Posted January 3, 2007 brilliant. I love the imagery. You speak worlds in just a few words and lay the crisply focused photograph neatly at the reader's feet. So desolate. Brilliant. Share this post Link to post Share on other sites
TheLizard 1 Report post Posted January 3, 2007 I first read the title as "Kickin in the Calamari" and got an image of a guy drowning in fried squid. Nice job, though. Share this post Link to post Share on other sites
EagleEye0 1 Report post Posted January 24, 2007 Thanks. I loove writing, poetry, especially poignant poetry evidenced by the poem above. Every word was carefully measured, every syallable carefully weighed. Share this post Link to post Share on other sites
