She walked in fields of broken glass
Shards grinding into old wounds
With scarves of fluorescent colours,
winding round her delicate neck
She swam in seas of ash and fire,
flames singeing her sunburst hair
With jewels radiant, twisting
round fine, boned extremities
She climbed treacherous mountains,
filled with man-eating creatures
Ripping her from limb to limb
Her spirit spiraled back for the
descent with scarves and jewels
Intact …
Red Wolf Journal Spring 2014, and a fresh start
10 years ago
Nicely done! I love the brightness of her survival in such dark, dank, and peril filled journey.
ReplyDeleteThis is quite the powerful poem. Love the images.
ReplyDeleteWow, a myth indeed in this mystical woman..does she have a face, a name if not you should give her one and write more about her...she reminds me of a tale that should be in "Women Who Run with Wolves"....love it...bkm
ReplyDeleteab,
ReplyDeleteThanks for the nice comment.
Thanks for the visit.
Pamela
Teresa,
ReplyDeleteThanks so much.
Pamela
She is indeed a survivor...captivating piece.
ReplyDeleteBarbara,
ReplyDeleteFunny you should mention that. I am in fact thinking of writing a series of different types of women. I was speaking to my husband about today. Thanks for the nice comment.
Pamela
dasuntoucha,
ReplyDeleteThanks and nice to see you.
Pamela
a determined woman is like a bomb, she can explode and remain intact. I tell my children, and grandchildren, animals live by instincts, men live by intelligent, but woman live by survival --- which supersede the first two. I enjoyed this.
ReplyDeleteWords of wisdom Amias.
ReplyDeleteThanks.
Pamela
survival? makes me think.. nice.
ReplyDeletegrace under pressure... an empowering piece!
ReplyDeleteBye For Now
She climbed treacherous mountains,
ReplyDeletefilled with man-eating creatures
Ripping her from limb to limb...
I truly love this entry, you have vivid description of her conditions and how she survives each...
the last one is of most powerful...
perfect poem,
Thanks for sharing with potluck.
Fantastic images, Pamela. Feel like sending a poem in the direction of Catapult to Mars?
ReplyDeleteA mystical feel to this piece, sending emotions spiralling... nice.
ReplyDeleteThanks fiveloaf.
ReplyDeletePamela
Bing thanks a lot.
ReplyDeletePamela
Thanks Jingle and thanks for the invite.
ReplyDeletePamela
Thanks Gordon and I wrote you a message on your blog.
ReplyDeletePamela
Thanks reflections and thanks for the visit.
ReplyDeletePamela
great poem. loved the ending with returning with jewels intact... nice job!
ReplyDeleteThanks Christopher and I am glad you have found me.
ReplyDeletePamela
Gripping
ReplyDeleteThanks templeton.
ReplyDeletePamela
I like this girl; she's a survivor! I especially like that after going through hell, she remains intact, with her scarves and jewels and all! :)
ReplyDeleteTRYC,
ReplyDeleteThanks and yes she is. As it should be.
Pamela
Dear Flaubert.
ReplyDeleteIts powerful imagery at play here.. and straight to my heart... thanks for sharing...
ॐ नमः शिवाय
Om Namah Shivaya
Twitter: @VerseEveryDay
Blog: http://shadowdancingwithmind.blogspot.com
very strong images. this is really great!
ReplyDeleteShasi,
ReplyDeleteThanks and I enjoyed your poems as well.
Pamela
700,
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Pamela
thanks for linking up with potluck.
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