her excitement burbles and stutters
the same words crashing
incessantly incessantly
against the unreasonable boulder
trying to say it all
to say everything at once
pitch rising and rising
like vocal water vapor
consonants jumping from the stream
little silver fish glinting
can't recall what she was saying
but the way she said it
stubborn waves breaking free
rushing out
the rubbled boulder beaten
her blue eyes a waterfall
written for one shot wednesday
these words make me see her...the blue eyes a waterfall..your poem bubbles with energy..i like it
ReplyDeleteoh i am right there...trying to get it out before it is too late...through the tears...
ReplyDeleteOh, it's gorgeous, the first stanza is glorious.
ReplyDelete"can't recall what she was saying
ReplyDeletebut the way she said it" sometimes it is what is the spaces between the words that reveal the truth of a story.
Wow, Lizziviggi, this is so vivid and imaginative... I liked it a lot... I could see it all there in the last lines...
ReplyDeleteॐ नमः शिवाय
Om Namah Shivaya
http://shadowdancingwithmind.blogspot.com/2011/02/whispers-another-kind-of-valentines-day.html
sometimes you just got to get it out...
ReplyDelete"the rubbled boulder beaten"...excellent
oh yea, I like pringles
Peace, hp
thank you for stopping by
I love the images here. I'm going to be a constant reader of yours.
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elegant imagery..
ReplyDeletePlease feel free to share 1 to 3 poems with our potluck poetry today, first time participants could use old poems or poems unrelated to our theme, Thanks..
Happy Monday!