Chandelier

Cherry

By EB

Wed, 13 Jan 2016
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13 comments
 

Crystals wept liquid sunlight

from a hotel window

 

into shattered prospects

just before the rent,

 

yet we, suspended in the dancing 

atoms noticed nothing

 

for those fleeting moments -

eyes, spine, neck, breath,

 

multifaceted reflections

of us in the broken 

 

then and there

of a shivering chandelier.

Certificate 15
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Comments

Submitted by love_writing on

Beautiful- something both tender and tragic about this.

love_writing

Submitted by EB on

Hi Lovewriting.

Thanks for seeing both. 

Submitted by Bee on

I agree with LW. Love and loss maybe. 

Bee

Submitted by EB on

Thanks B.

Submitted by Rhiannonw on

Immediately trying to recall the last draft! Those 2 first lines are so poignant somehow as an introduction of such a poignant synopsis of the remembered that was transient and fragile like the shimmering, shivering chandelier. (a lot of alliterative sounds in this too) Rhiannon

 

Submitted by EB on

Thanks Rhiannon. Beautiful comments.

Submitted by Deliberately Ev... on

I feel a cold loneliness in this poem. It's really good.

The beat of your heart is the mellifluent rhythm to my soul.

Submitted by EB on

Thanks very much accidentally. 

Submitted by alice sunderland on

but i see beauty in it. great words.

 

Submitted by EB on

It's what we see that counts. Thanks Alice.

Submitted by EB on

Thanks eds for the cherries.

Submitted by london_calling79 on

The angel's in the details. Lovely piece.

 

Submitted by EB on

My thanks to you London calling.