Thursday, December 22, 2011

The Tower and The Lark


Shores I had strolled with comrades-in-arms
Are gathered in the silence of night.

Cradled in hollows of chambers of waves
Our laughter and song now fade beyond sense
And paper my feet with sand.

Dolphins with mates have heard other calls
And vault and leap in harmony of flight
To waters that glisten elsewhere.

Here yet I stand, with memories entombed
And muse in th’shadows of moonlighted coves
That warble with stars in concert of heart
Libretto of lone-ranging lark.

And even as banners of dawn unfurl
I gaze at his flight, into clouds of light
And bend my ways with cotton-blossom hearts
To quarters up top in lighthouse on rocks.

Battered with waves and scraped by winds
It stands still strong among nettles and weeds
And scorns our whining with shelters in storm.


Spanned along spaces of shores and of stars
I reach for th'music that's rooted yet soars.  

13 comments:

nene said...

I applaud you for your creative pictorial use of the language. Your talent is unquestionable.

Thank you for sharing this music.

Feliz Navidad!

Abin Chakraborty said...

thank you. merry Christmas and a happy new year!
keep reading.

Kerry O'Connor said...

I love the title of this poem, and the content is sheer beauty - just a sense of time and place has been captured in words.

Kay L. Davies said...

Powerful, Abin, and beautiful as well.
K

Mary said...

Your words are strong, your message clear! Bravo, Abin!

Ostensible Truth said...

I too love the title! such a classic feel to it - and the words are so well selected and sculpted here, I also particularly liked the tone, it played with the speed well and complemented the concepts - a moment captured indeed, nice job!

Heaven said...

Hi Abin,

I get to pick the person for Personal Challenge ~ You!

Please let me know if you want to accept it. Thanks ~

Sherry Blue Sky said...

"battered with waves and scraped by winds"...your words took me right there, where my heart most longs to be. Lovely, Abin.

Kim Nelson said...

As seems always to be the case with your poetry, Abin, word choice and cadence are pleasing and inviting. Another beautiful write.

Heaven said...

Hi Abin~

I sent you an email about the personal challenge. You can either use:

black and white
(or) crossroads

Happy New Year ~

Other Mary said...

Well done. I like the musical metaphor.

Laura Maria said...

"I reach for th'music that's rooted yet soars." Beautiful and evocative line!

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excellent

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