"Emerging Writers, Serious Writers"

since 2009

Poetry, Prose & More. Join Us!

Water and Oil

Star InactiveStar InactiveStar InactiveStar InactiveStar Inactive

Once autumn your eyes

stitched a chrome cloth

all those diaries once written

on paper disappear lost

in a hearts journal-

hair of char gave meaning

to the copper of seasons the sons

we brought into existence

now sing our imprints

and why-

what is love and then death

as like infusing iron with a flower-

what would be the purpose

to propose the power of living.

Same as formulating a simple

mixture of water and oil;

ice and sun, the twice a flicker

of truth-

the one element stronger, will

overpower the other, and yet

at this old age, I learned that death

is just a shallow shadow, sinking

like oil that stays on the surface

of water, our souls being water,

the heavier element, pure and clear

as fog that floats in the grey

and the wind, our breath-free

gasoline and matches, such a fine match

of bittersweet, sweetly buttered-

when we will set eternity aflame

and the earth to extinguish our ashes.

Comments (2)

This comment was minimized by the moderator on the site

Very nice philosophical poem, Anthony. I like the beginning especially.

Joshua Hennen
This comment was minimized by the moderator on the site

Thank you Joshua! I always wonder of life and death, and the purpose of it all...

There are no comments posted here yet

Leave your comments

  1. Posting comment as a guest.
Attachments (0 / 3)
Share Your Location