Sunday, October 19, 2008

erosion

i was here
all was well
heart was fine
lead was mine
walls bright white, speckless


you were there
voice on mute
bans in bold
dreams on hold
tears dried out, irrevocably


then somewhere
along our timelines
we reclashed

and nothing
remained
in place

not a pebble
not a leaf

not a sigh
a reboot
and i'm back to zero
only this time





i'm alone





the
forces
of nate you
have done their job
:
the gap has become a canyon

5 comments:

Robert said...

canyons of an emotional base can be the most difficult to bridge..

Susan Helene Gottfried said...

Ooh, I really like this one. The visuals really add to it, too.

NathanKP said...

You poem is simply awe inspiring. I love the way you used the left and right justified text to strengthen the "canyon" effect.

Great work Carolina.

NathanKP - Imagination Manifesto

Koe Whitton-Williams said...

this is very well written - and Susan is right. The visual nature of the poem makes for an interesting read.

Speedcat Hollydale said...

I agree ... the spacing adds strength to the words.
Excellent!