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Her Tragedy ~ Reblogged (April Challenge – Day 1)

Thought a good idea for April’s poetry challenge would be to revise/review my old poems with one each day. I am writing a new poem (with edits each day) on 20 Lines a Day so this is my alternative on my personal blog. So here is my first offering, my first poem I blogged on here (original here) revisited with edits. Please feel free to provide constructive criticism, and please leave comments about what you like.

i. Seduction
Alone unburdened I stand on golden sands
That shift endlessly, teasingly between toes.

Gazing across Her bruised ocean’s wake,
She roars at Her victims in the distance.

The sun falls under Her drowning cries,
Quelling the shard remains of wronged glares.

And the moon grows to full bloom,
Bathing the waters in spectral awe.

In my solitude Her power seduces,
And spells resonate from Her core.

Pulling under my relinquished desires
From my heart, I warm Her tonight .

ii. Sacrifice
In mourning, there are fresh promises
Delivered daily in recurring waves.

The retreating tides concede a breath,
That I withdraw in selfish haste

For lustful is Her trembling voice
That defy, but I am deaf to Her silent alarms

My life rescinds under Her ubiquitous gaze.
Beholding what lies in plain sight,

Graceful is Her demeanour under stress,
And fallen is Her granite fortress

But Her love is sacrificed for brightly jewels
Malevolent deeds sown, I harm Her today.

iii. Symmetry
Trees weep,which are rooted in affliction
And dancing leaves betray their wrath.

The land quivers under feet planted deep,
With vented thoughts. Her advice is disdain

Alone burdened, muddied and fallen
I disappear to caverns buried.

In desperation, bowed at Her temple
Burning sacrifices extinguished

Rising mercury muffles merciful requests
And mist hides my desperate cries.

I love Her with my darkened heart
Her will is to be told: “Symmetry!”

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Posted by on Wednesday 3rd April, 2013 in Challenge, Poetry

 

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Serene Tempest

This photographer asked that people write him a poem on his photograph. This was my quick attempt. 

Blood tainted skies protest
The stain of our emissions.
Sunsets on the fossil tempest,
Winds driving vibrant missions.

Crimson waters in the back ground,
An undercurrent of the old.
Sunrises dawn on the drowned,
The wind turbine whispers take hold.

Rose lens behold a beach, tides;
Mechanical toys on the horizon.
Moonlight cloaks and divides
The true crying of Her siren.

 
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Posted by on Friday 18th January, 2013 in Poetry

 

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Shelter from Above

Patiently the lumbering giants slept,
Our oblivion, blossomed each season
Yet  with stormy skies their eyes crept.
Tears from above cleansed away reason

When winds from world’s end blew,
These giants shed the bark of old.
Limbs mobilised and pushed through,
As others uprooted their foot hold.

Marching on our creations with ease.
In awe we stood, sapped by the blasts.
In their fury we see the forest from the trees,
But what we learned never lasts

So as leaves whispered in their crowns,
We braced for their coming rage.
Branching out across all the towns,
Shelter sort within our stone cage.

 
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Posted by on Wednesday 22nd August, 2012 in Poetry

 

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Her Tragedy

By Peter Jones © 2012

i.           Seduction

Alone unburdened in the sands
Shifting endlessly, teasingly between toes.

Gazing across Her bruised ocean’s wake,
Roaring at Her victims in the distance.

Sun, falling under Her drowning cries,
Quelling the shard remains of wronged glares.

Moon, growing to full bloom,
Bathing the waters in spectral awe.

In solitude Her power seduces.
Lost enchantments resonate from Her core.

Pulling under relinquished desires
Of the heart, warming Her.

ii.         Sacrifice

In mourning, fresh promises
Delivered in recurring waves.

Retreating tides concede, a breath
Withdrawn in selfish haste

Lustful is Her trembling
In defiance, deaf to Her silent alarms

Precious life rescinding to dirt, ubiquitous Her gaze.
Behold what lies in plain sight, Her pure form

Graceful is Her demeanour in adversary,
Fallen are the granite fortresses of old.

Her love is sacrificed for brightly jewels
Malevolent deeds sown, harming Her.

iii.        Symmetry

Trees weeping, rooted in affliction
Dancing leaves betray the wind’s wrath.

Quivering lands underlie feet planted deep
Vented thoughts. Her advice is disdain to mortal ears

Alone burdened, muddied and fallen
Disappearing to caverns buried, worms clawing the knees.

In desperation, bowed at Her temple
Burning sacrifices extinguished with piercing crimson eyes.

Rising mercury muffles merciful requests
Mist drains the desperate cries for absolution.

Distinguished lives of the heart, loving Her.
Her will is told, symmetry!

© Peter Jones and withheldindarkness.wordpress.com, 2012. Unauthorised use and/or duplication of this material without express and written permission from this blog’s author is strictly prohibited. Excerpts and links may be used, provided that full and clear credit is given to Peter Jones and withheldindarkness with appropriate and specific direction to the original content.

 
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Posted by on Thursday 29th March, 2012 in Poetry

 

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