9 thoughts on “Burning The Clocks (Winter Solstice)”
It works. The sadness is static within all that movement. I like the double entendre.
Thank you, cal. As always 🙂
This is so beautiful Kiersty … I love how you’ve used ‘wanting, hoping, in the same room, burning’ …
PS. Merry Christmas dear poet, I hope you have a wonderful festive season and celebrate in glorious style! 🙂
Beautiful and passionate with an urgency, not only in the language and subject matter you’ve chosen, but the form suits this poem to a T. Do you mind if I link to you on my blog tomorrow as a post? This is too good not to share with those who drop in to my blog.
SPICY JUICY
How now
Burning silently
Perfume turning into smoke scrolls
Arabesques in action
No wander my wonder
Time will still remain
A flavour opportunity
How now
There’s no how why
Just now standing still
Under the wisteria waves
Nudity from down below
Roots of the rain
Perfection in full mind
I came here trough val and I wanted to tell you that I found this a fantastic poem, and poems usually do not make me feel so deep usually. You are a real artist
Thank you so much for your comments everybody – and your poem, gmc. Life is a little hectic here right now but I am really looking forward to reading all your work as soon as things quieten down a little. Thank you again!
Love this one, Kiersty! I know time doesn’t wait, but what have you done to your clock? Christmas has been and gone and I missed it all… 26 December ALREADY! Bwahahaha!
it feels like a clarity of language so distinct and delicate that it can literally suspend the moment with silk strings
and i love the way i can recognize in it the importance of feeling in such a unique way. every kind, its really brilliant. it’s goodnight gorgeous. happy new year kiersty! xxx
BOONWRITER 
It works. The sadness is static within all that movement. I like the double entendre.
Thank you, cal. As always 🙂
This is so beautiful Kiersty … I love how you’ve used ‘wanting, hoping, in the same room, burning’ …
PS. Merry Christmas dear poet, I hope you have a wonderful festive season and celebrate in glorious style! 🙂
Beautiful and passionate with an urgency, not only in the language and subject matter you’ve chosen, but the form suits this poem to a T. Do you mind if I link to you on my blog tomorrow as a post? This is too good not to share with those who drop in to my blog.
SPICY JUICY
How now
Burning silently
Perfume turning into smoke scrolls
Arabesques in action
No wander my wonder
Time will still remain
A flavour opportunity
How now
There’s no how why
Just now standing still
Under the wisteria waves
Nudity from down below
Roots of the rain
Perfection in full mind
I came here trough val and I wanted to tell you that I found this a fantastic poem, and poems usually do not make me feel so deep usually. You are a real artist
Thank you so much for your comments everybody – and your poem, gmc. Life is a little hectic here right now but I am really looking forward to reading all your work as soon as things quieten down a little. Thank you again!
Love this one, Kiersty! I know time doesn’t wait, but what have you done to your clock? Christmas has been and gone and I missed it all… 26 December ALREADY! Bwahahaha!
it feels like a clarity of language so distinct and delicate that it can literally suspend the moment with silk strings
and i love the way i can recognize in it the importance of feeling in such a unique way. every kind, its really brilliant. it’s goodnight gorgeous. happy new year kiersty! xxx