Thursday, October 16, 2014

Yet Again

Between us then throbbed,
An aisle full of blank
With templates of questions all set.

But I who had fumbled in stairs without lights,
Lost all my ladders to the bridge.

Haltered with clauses that never reach a close,
I stumble and puzzle amid punctuation marks
And leave all my wonder on stations I've left
And linger with abdicated grace.

Tottering on ledges full of unwelcome moss,
I re-live my dreams amid harbours of dross.

16 comments:

Enigma said...

Loved this. The use of imagery and metaphor is brilliant!

Grace said...

I feel the person is drawn to silence, full of questions with no satisfying close ~ Reliving the dreams may be an answer, for now ~

Happy week Abin ~

Björn Rudberg said...

Love the parallel images here.. the questionnaire and bridge.. I feel a sense of being disconnected.. there are many clever and rhymes to punctuate the message..

Sherry Blue Sky said...

I especially love "and leave all my wonder on stations I've left", and "tottering on ledges full of unwelcome moss."

Susan said...

Clever! And yet, this is not dross, as it calls out praise for the writer.

Poet Laundry said...

I agree with Enigma...excellent use of metaphor. A felt piece, Abin.

Sumana Roy said...

ha..i love this maze of language specially if it's poetry...a fun read :)

Kerry O'Connor said...

You really are a maestro of the words, Abin.

Mary said...

I enjoyed the metaphors...thinking about fumbling on the stars without light and then haltered with closes that never reach a close. Brilliant.

R.K. Garon said...

I would not be very comfortable there :-(
Well written! :-)
ZQ

oldegg said...

I read this as a failed relationship due to the writers ineptitude. So many of us have been there.

consciouscacophony said...

"an aisle full of blank"---superb description.

G L Meisner said...

Yes, I must agree with several of the other commenters. You've really used the fragmentation of language to convey a feeling is being lost and apart. Well done.

Marcoantonio Arellano said...

i too am tethered by the nebulous veil of hitherto words and punctuations that i have now come to challenge in their traditions

well stated my friend

Magaly Guerrero said...

"...and isle of full blank"

Such a picture of emptiness and dark.

Margaret said...

Well done - as stated above - wonderful use of metaphors