Tar

Sometimes I feel
that I’ve been drenched in tar
covered
from toe to hair
contaminated
foul smelling
polluted

and though I scrub
with water, pummice, and lye
I cannot get clean

I emerge from my bath
as foul and polluted
as I ever was before

but if I shake my arms
in just the right way
I can

– fling –

some of that tar
off of myself

in no way
does this make me
any cleaner
but now

someone else
is contaminated
too

Impressions on a drop of water falling onto a red-hot surface

Shhh
.. …..h
…  ….h
..  …..h
….  ….h
…..  ….h

PLOP!

FZZZZZzzzzzz!

~~

it’s dVerse time!  The prompt today is razzle-dazzle.  Not sure if this is what Lillian is looking for, but the idea of  razzle-dazzle put me in mind of onomatopoeia.  So today you get short and sweet!

Desert Wander

The desert stretches on and on
and water is always at the edge of sight
only to disappear like the mirage that it is
as the lost and lonely wanderer draws near

skin cracked and so red that it’s black
he no longer feels the pain of the burn on his neck
but only the pain of his parched throat

the air tastes of dust and despair
and the wanderer can only pray
that water will be found…and soon
and then eventually collapsing without
the energy
to crawl
another
step

it takes some time to die of thirst
but the buzzards are patient

~~

We have been asked to write poems about the South-West today at dVerse. I have never had the pleasure of visiting this region. Maybe one day! As I have no actual tales to tell, I hope that a fictitious one might be suitable.

The Shimmer-Shine

I remember the drive when the shimmer-shine
reflected from the pond nearly blinded me,
but those perpetually moving waver-lights on the
ceiling of the car demanded the birth of not one
but many works of poetry.
Sometimes my muse dances on water.

~~

written for dVerse Quadrille #6. The word for today is “shimmer”. True story: my sonnet cycle Water was inspired by the dancing of light on a pond that was attempting to blind me as I drove.

Minutiae

marble

[The Blue Marble Shot:  Public Domain]

When viewed from space, the earth is a marble
of the most exquisite blues and greens, browns and whites.
Its beauty is undeniable – and yet
when we zoom in a bit closer…let’s look at the ocean…

we see the restless waves. Majestic in their height
awesome in their kinetic power, beautiful in the flecks of foam
they produce as they break

against the shore. Closer still we look and see a single
drop reflecting the world in a perfect inversion.
Dare to zoom in to the microscopic levels
and see the beautiful symmetry of diatoms, and then to cells down to DNA
and smaller still

to see the wonders of molecules bonded in marvelous chemical ways.
Dare I mention the nuclear marvels of individual atoms which are, themselves
formed of even smaller parts too miraculously small for my mind to
begin to comprehend?

When viewed from space, the earth is a marble
will we be content to match marbles in a computer game?

~~

The topic today at dVerse is ecopoetry.  These poems are supposed to speak of man’s relationship to nature, and encourage change, but without becoming political rant.  I’m not sure that I have quite managed this…but I’ll let you, dear reader, be the judge of that.

Water – Part XV – Motion and Change

The calm hides a constant motion and change
when the water’s surface seems smooth as glass.
We miss so much of what’s wondrous and strange
hidden in the water and the marsh grass.
Beneath the surface there is hidden strife;
struggle to survive is the highest aim.
Some are destroyed that others can have life:
The victors and victims play the same game.
Don’t be fooled by the silent seeming pond.
Remember that there’s more than greets the light.
Besides the things we see, there’s what’s beyond:
the things that are not visible to sight
The water has it’s stories, fair and fell
with mysteries too numerous to tell

~~

And with this sonnet, my cycle Water comes to a close.  If you have been following my series, you may notice that this final sonnet is the first lines of my previous 14 sonnets (in order).  I am considering writing 3 more cycles on fire, earth, and air, but at this point I’ll make no promises.  This was a mentally challenging and exhausting (albeit enjoyable and rewarding) endeavour, and I need a bit of a break from sonnets.

The complete cycle can be found by hovering over the The Elements – Sonnet Cycles tab up above, and then clicking on Water.

Water – Part XIV – Mysteries

With mysteries too numerous to tell,
water will always have something to teach
us, if we but choose to learn. Sit, a spell
by the water’s edge. Take your arm and reach
as deep down as you can. Savour the cool
feel of the water. Marvel at the thought
that each drop of water within this pool
contains life. The glass-like surface should not
cause you to believe that there’s nothing here
worth studying. On the contrary, as
the cover of a novel may appear
unlike the script, there’s more that water has!
So much is not within visual range
The calm hides a constant motion and change.

~~

The complete cycle can be found by hovering over the The Elements – Sonnet Cycles tab up above, and then clicking on Water.

Water – Part XIII – Stories

The water has its stories.  Fair and fell
seeming creatures live and die, procreate
and destroy. From the smallest single cell
to the largest fish, don’t underestimate
the value of each resident being.
The pond’s healthiness will always depend
on each part playing its role. By freeing
it of any part, the balance would end.
Maybe with time, a balance might be made
again, but the pond would be weaker. Less
than what it was or should be. A poor trade
for this pond and all its bountifulness.
Beneath the surface, so many things dwell
with mysteries too numerous to tell.

~~

My sonnet cycle is coming close to the end…only one more to write, and then the “crown” sonnet (which is already written, but unpublished for the time being.  I’m sharing this portion with dVerse for OLN.

The complete cycle can be found by hovering over the The Elements – Sonnet Cycles tab up above, and then clicking on Water.

Water – Part XII – Things Not Visible

The things that are not visible to sight
have, perhaps, an even greater affect
on the pond than that which can be seen. Slight
changes in temperature may subject
the pond to too much algae, or may cause
an inhospitable environment
in some other way. Too long of a pause
in between rainfalls may also present
serious problems for the pond life. Rain
and sun, though, in just the right proportion
will let the pond prosper, and this domain
will continue to thrive beneath the sun.
For its creatures: from fish to single cell
The water has its stories fair and fell

The complete cycle can be found by hovering over the The Elements – Sonnet Cycles tab up above, and then clicking on Water.

Water – Part X – Light

Remember that there’s more than greets the light
of the sun with appreciation for
the gift of vision. For instance, we might
consider pond algae. For it, what more
is the sun than a tool that allows
carbon dioxide to be turned to food
(and merely as a wast-product, endows
the world with oxygen)? It may seem crude
to think of light reduced to less than it
is, but it’s a matter of point of view.
Is there more than we perceive? Are we fit
to claim wisdom, or are we “algae” too?
Of basing things on sight, we’re much too fond
Besides the things we see, there’s what’s beyond.

~~

The complete cycle can be found by hovering over the The Elements – Sonnet Cycles tab up above, and then clicking on Water.

This segment is being shared with my friends at the dVerse Poet’s pub for Open Link Night.