If only to slip through
This curving wall of glass
Wherein life turns and spills
Spills down the warming glass
And my wish beheld is granted
In pressing palms pressing on
Past the gleaming barrier
Made pliable and soft
–
I stand under the torrent
To breathe the passing sights
To marvel and to swift forget
How I watched from the outside
For I have gained the hourglass
Where shimmering sands fall
To bathe my feet, my hips, my neck
‘Til I do not breathe at all
Copyright Elizabeth Cook 2013
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This is really lovely! You have such a beautiful way with words! 😀
Thank you, I’m glad you liked it!
Lily
…to swift forget, best said, barefoot today
Barefoot on rocks in the water
Pretty good one, bathing in sand.
Or suffocating, perhaps 🙂
Lily
This is a really great perspective on life as we pass through it, Lily. Really well done.
Paul
Thank you 🙂 I was watching Aladdin, the part where Jasmine is stuck in the hourglass, and it sort of grew from there I think
Lily
Wonderful, I see such similar imagery with my writing but mine is much darker
Looking at In the Rain right now, I think I see what you mean. I’m not very good at things dark though 🙂
Lily
I love when I find inspiration in a movie and then it spreads across my page! This is beautiful 🙂
Aladdin is one awesome movie! Thank you 😀
Lily
I must confess…I have not seen it…ugh :-9 Now, it will be added to my “watch” list! 🙂
Jasmine is my favourite Disney princess, because she has a tiger!! Not that there’s much stock to be put in Disney princesses, but I also love her floofy pants and I have a secret desire to wear a belly top.
Also, Robin Williams is a funny genie…
Lily
Now I really have to watch it!!! And you should “go for it” with the belly top 🙂
Haha maybe summertime will give me an opportunity to wear one!
Lily
Sounds like a plan!! 🙂
While you had me with the first two lines, the “falling gems and dross” clinched it for me. Such sheer crystalline bliss. Thank you!
That’s wonderful of you to say, Brad, thank you very much! I actually didn’t like the results of this poem when I finished it, but when I looked at it later I thought it might be worth posting 🙂
Lily
Lily, these words are ::::transcendant:::: i will return to this poem often. i heard a song today for the first time and it touched me as the movie did you. 🙂
thank you for the likes and keep the light.
Wow, thank you very much! That is such a big compliment. What song did you hear?
It’s always a pleasure to visit you blog, thank you for the same!
Lily
you are most welcome, sometimes words instatntly find their way into my heart, yours just did yesterday. 🙂
the song is Bluebeard by Cocteau Twins. her voice, her mannerisms, dreamlike melody, she is a poet as well. i’m way partial to female voices, especially female chorus and harmonies.
I also like female voices, probably because they are generally a bit easier for me to sing along to 😛 I hadn’t heard the Cocteau Twins before, I really like how smooth and sweet the song is
Lily
i’m so glad you liked it, i loved the dreamlike quality, it really fueled my imagination.i almost always have a specific song matching the mood of whatever i’m writing, playing in my headphones. it’s always female voices too.
I listen to many different genres but a dreamlike quality in songs is wonderful in all of them 🙂 What a great source of inspiration!
Lily
the interesting part is how you end it. it kinda reminds me as if it could be an urn for the end of time. though, it’s not necessarily a finality there. but one could look at it from the muse standpoint and see the poem breath all the way down to the end and then it stops breathing….:)
I was thinking that vibrant as life is, amazing as it must look from the outside, in order to live you must die.
I like your thought about the muse, I have a fascination with that figment of Greek mythology. Thank you very much for visiting and commenting!
Lily
I love the rhythm of this piece! Wherein life turns and spills – seems to be reflected in the poem itself, the way the lines build and tumble and race. Lovely!!
Thank you, I’m really happy about the kind comments on this poem because I wasn’t sure if I liked it!
Lily
I’m Loving It! 😉
I’m glad, thank you!
Lily
This is magical. I think of days on the beach as a child, picking up a fistful of sand and slowly letting it dribble on my legs, getting another fistful and dirbbling on my arms. and then rolling over to shake it off and rolling in the sand and then making a sand angel. Thanks for bringing back a lovely memory from far away.
I didn’t get to beaches very much, but I surely got covered in sand in the playgrounds. Never thought to make a sand angel though!
I’m glad to have brought back the memory, thank you for visiting and leaving this lovely comment!
Lily
This could be the lyrics of a song. I like, especially the ending!