wind hurts
like a razor
through
this fragile armour
never a
clean cut
when it
comes to emotions
my soul
evaporates
from out
that shadow
which I
cast of myself
all diluted
and distorted
church
bells are ringing
as if to
announce the judgment day
and I wait
to see which door will open
fog
crawling over the hills
as the
coming of a ghost
grabbing by
the lungs
leaving
unfinished business
like paper
boats in the sand
the wind
howls – a calling
to return
home
breathe me
in
- I am
yours to keep
*
The image of fog approaching like a lung-grabbing ghost is fantastically inventive.
ReplyDeleteI like the imagery and that ending is quite debilitating for me.
ReplyDelete-HA
...it feels like a near stopping of death before your very being... intense.... smiles...
ReplyDeletei was not expecting the close natasa, with all the use of judgement, razor, unfinished business...i was expecting a grittier close...but i like being caught like that....smiles....
ReplyDeleteYou have a wonderful knack of relating human emotion to the natural environment, and giving your reader a heightened sense of both.
ReplyDeleteTo me, most of the poem appears very 'stormy' (with wind hurting like a razor, the wind howling, judgment day, etc) but nice that it seems to end in a kind of safe home harbor.
ReplyDeleteThe returning to home feels safe when the wind hurts like a razor ~ Good one Natasa ~
ReplyDeleteThe safety of home.. and the stormy outside.. love the read
ReplyDeletewow, very intense. and vivid imagery.
ReplyDeletemy favourite line(s) : "leaving unfinished business
like paper boats in the sand". :)
lovely poem.especially loved the moving plea of the last few lines.
ReplyDeleteI enjoyed the sharp contrast between the painful outside and the comfort found at the very end! Very strong imagery ("wind hurts like a razor", "as if to announce the judgment day) in this poem.
ReplyDeleteoh, very nice. this was so evocative and romantic too. :<)
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i love the nature images here.....rough,sharp,howling, grabbing, amidst wild church bells ringing out to the wild sky.......so evocative and a contrasting peaceful end......beautiful
ReplyDelete"never a clean cut
ReplyDeletewhen it comes to emotions" - I agree. Brilliant phrase. And very vivid imagery for the poem, enjoyed reading it. :)
Very beautiful, with the ending a wonderful surprise!
ReplyDeletenice breath :-)
ReplyDeleteEvocative and gorgeous, Nataša. Lyrical and so lovely.
ReplyDeleteEvocative indeed. There is comfort in home where we can temporally close ourselves off from storms that befall us.
ReplyDeleteAnna :o]
Hard to find anything new to add here. I found your poem intensely vivid, both in imagery and emotions. I also liked the twist on the end. Good, good writing,
ReplyDeleteElizabeth
I agree with Talon, lyrical and so lovely.
ReplyDeleteFor some reason, the ending reminds me of the child's nursery rhyme/poem - if I should die before I wake, I pray the Lord my soul to take ~
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