Tuesday, October 19, 2010

The Bells

Listen to the bells.

When they ring

In the early darkness,

They bring the snow.



I curl my bare toes around the top of the cold wrought iron railing

That circles the balcony

High above the headlights in the street

And the lovers on the sidewalk.



I am not young

And I never was beautiful,

But in my heart I carry the divine spark

And damned foolishness.



Spreading my arms as if I had wings,

I teeter in the shifting, chilly breeze.

I am losing the feeling in my feet.

I breathe in,

Breathe out.

I wave one arm, as if hailing one of the little taxis down below;

The sleeve of my red kimono makes me into a blooming rose...

I smell sweet,

I am temporary,

Barely here at all.



In my heart I carry the divine spark

And such damned foolishness--

The snow is pretty, all of it falling, earth-bound.

Hear the sound of the beautiful hollow shells and the strikers they need;

That's love, or something like it...

Listen to the bells.

_______

for One Stop Poetry

36 comments:

La Belette Rouge said...

These lines back to back are absolutely brilliant:In my heart I carry the divine spark
And such damned foolishness.

You and all of us are both temporary and permanent. Sooo lovely. You, Tiger-friend write some serious beauty into the world.
xoxo
Your weasel-friend

Brian Miller said...

ah but for a moment up there perched you felt free...am i interpretting it wrong or are you listening to gunshots again?

willow said...

You're so right, bells are only hollow shells without a striker. Loved this...cold, otherworldly and haunting.

G-Man said...

FB....
Deep and Beautiful.
Just Like You.
G.

signed...bkm said...

great picture of red and snow...then "that's love or something like it" --- nice write Shay....bkm

patty said...

I love your line, In my heart I carry the divine spark and damned foolishness.
I've felt that, oh how true. lovely poem xo

razzamadazzle said...

Beautiful! I love your attention to detail. I can feel my feet going numb with cold as I read this. Nicely done.

Teresa

Cloudia said...

My heart chimes resonate to your words - as always



Aloha from Hawaii

Comfort Spiral

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mac said...

Liar, Liar, pants on Fire.

It's not just me, but clear for all to see.
You are beautiful, Silly.



Still, a wonderful Poem :-)

Sherry Blue Sky said...

Incredibly beautiful......I must read it again......

Sherry Blue Sky said...

p.s. my email is down - I can only access internet - and cant shut my computer down. Ack!

Riot Kitty said...

So beautiful!

Desert Rose said...

well,i guess nobody is permanent at all darling, we are all that temporary and i believe it is all about that inside spark..:)
STUNNING poem..love it :)

Angie Muresan said...

This is thoroughly haunting, and absolutely beautiful. The freedom it implies... I love it.

www.angiemuresan.com

Shadow said...

you had me right there next to you, watching you, feeling the wind, hearing your thoughts.

Susannah said...

Beautiful and haunting...I adore it!

Loved...

"I am not young

And I never was beautiful,

But in my heart I carry the divine spark

And damned foolishness.

Wow!

You are a real pleasure to read and I always look forward to your writing.

Lynn said...

Such gorgeous words.

betweenhearts75 said...

Very beautifully written, and very visual, love the feeling of standing high up looking down below...such an emotional flow I myself had to take a deep breath. Stunning work! ~April

Daryl said...

I can hear them ...

Claudia said...

i can hear them - and i'm right with you on that balcony - spreading my arms...wow shay - another fantastic piece!

liv2write2day said...

This is wonderful.
But in my heart I carry the divine spark
And damned foolishness.
The dichotomy of who we are, so well expressed.
Is this a form poem? There seems to be a crescendo and then a dimunition.
Victoria

Eric Alder said...

You definitely have that devine spark! Nice One Shot!

kkrige said...

oh, teetering on the edge, barely holding on to this life, this damned foolishness! Keep carrying that divine spark, as it inspires more than you know.

Gabriella Moonlight said...

This is stunning absolutely...

This stanza:
I am not young

And I never was beautiful,

But in my heart I carry the divine spark

And damned foolishness.


Wow do I get that seems to be the refrain of my life...

Love to you and please hug your baby deeply for me!!!

xo g

Mama Zen said...

This is absolutely ethereal, but you add details here and there that give it a really sensual earthiness. I really like this, Shay.

Shashi said...

In my heart I carry the divine spark and damned foolishness.... what a nice way to say it. "Listen to the bells" I liked this one ... thanks for sharing...

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dustus said...

Shay, your poetry's taking it to another level. "But in my heart I carry the divine spark / And damned foolishness." Found it chilling in part, and also uplifting.

TALON said...

You always have the absolute neatest and best imagery in your poetry, Shay. This poem is no exception. It's gorgeous! Sorry to be so late commenting - an insane day today.

Pete Marshall said...

i missed you last week...but back to enjoy your wonderful work...picked up on baby jane...very good poem..cheers pete

moondustwriter said...

Wow Shay

This poem makes a statement
the speaker seeking freedom to be...

I was waiting to see drops of red on the white snow - tho there is that read and white contrast looming

Excellent One Shot my friend

Did you hear about our competition that ends tomorrow???
Would love you to submit - if not there is next time

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Kay said...

oh.... what i would miss if i did not stop by....

*sigh*

I hate the snow.

:)

but love your portrayal

ellen abbott said...

lovely Shay.

senderupwords said...

I carry the divine. Great line. Love and Light, Sender

Jannie Funster said...

Mag. Nif. I. Cent.

xo

Caty said...

"I am temporary...barely here at all"
Love those lines. can definitely relate to those. another great one :)

Steve said...

Seasonal and mood effective work, excellent word-pictures that stick out in the mind.