Run.
Run through blackberry monsoons of despair
through shadows of violet eclipse
through magenta burning oceans
through frozen amber deserts
and through forests of flaming sunset
Run through burnt sienna railroads of radiation
through blood orange skies and fuchsia blizzards
through saffron pain and topaz silence
Run through rusty evenings and pale mornings
Never stop running.
Remain breathless.
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I love this Lily! You brought to mine with the first few lines, the lyrics to the song below 🙂
“Art In Me”
by Jars of Clay
Images on the sidewalk speak of dream’s decent
Washed away by storms to graves of cynical lament
Dirty canvases to call my own
Protest limericks carved by the old pay phone
In your picture book I’m trying hard to see
Turning endless pages of this tragedy
Sculpting every move you compose a symphony
You plead to everyone, “see the art in me”
Broken stained-glass windows, the fragments ramble on
Tales of broken souls, an eternity’s been won
As critics scorn the thoughts and works of mortal man
My eyes are drawn to you in awe once again
In your picture book I’m trying hard to see
Turning endless pages of this tragedy
Sculpting every move you compose a symphony
You plead to everyone, “see the art in me”
What beautiful lyrics!
I like your beautiful poem more though, as it reminds me of an old poem titled “Run With Me” that I recently reblogged in one of my posts that I think you liked, about dreams of running with a future significant other through storms As you’ve said I’m an inspiration to you, I’m more inclined to feel able to better relate to your words when they remind me of my own, than I am to writers who have never read anything I’ve written and just happen to have written things I relate to. Yours has more meaning to me, and thus I appreciate it and admire your creative beauty more 🙂 But yes, I definitely agree, the lyrics to the Jars of Clay song are beautiful!
Thank you again!
It is truly the amazing that we have the opportunity to read so many unique and beautiful poetry on wordpress and meet so many talented writers that would have gone unheard.
Absolutely! I am very glad I finally rejoined the blogosphere community this Autumn, after leaving it in 2006. I am likewise very grateful that time has polished my character, and that I have matured as a less selfish person since then, and that this time I have taken the time to absorb myself in the beautiful poetry of poets other than myself, like you. It’s a much richer life creatively, living less self-absorbed, and drawing inspiration from others. I had no idea the wealth of incredibly inspiring resources out there that I wasn’t tapping into. There is a Proverb by Solomon that says “As iron sharpens iron, so one sharpens another” that I knew for a long time, but failed to fully see it could have creative application beyond the implied reference to character. It’s a shame it took me so long to discover this better way of life, but as the old cliche phase goes, so tried but oh so true – “better late than never!” 🙂
Beautiful montage!
love the last line especially