Sunday, July 14, 2013

Desert Heart (re-posted from 08/2012)



Desert Heart
By
Lisa A.Williams


Desert heart-

nomad in a lonely land of
                                                                        fallen memories
brittle pieces of self-

cracks in the surface
only we ourselves can see.

Parched heartland
which can give no more
than what is

beneath the stone
we have set

in our solitary quest
to quench
the  undying thirst

for the why
 of us.


16 comments:

  1. Powerful writing, Lisa. "The undying thirst for the why of us" -- whew! You have captured the questioning of the relationship well with your words.

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  2. whew...i need a tall glad of lemonade...smiles...parched heart/land...that stanza, when you break apart the heart & land...wicked good and telling...the undying thirst of the why of us...great line too...very nice writing...

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  3. 'Parched heartland' has an interesting rhythm to it. And I suppose more than one meaning.

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  4. How sad to see the parched heartland and fading of the why of us ~ Good one Lisa ~

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  5. elegant, and a powerful write.
    i am thinking the poem is about a failed relationship, but i could be wrong. :)

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  6. " cracks in the surface
    only we ourselves can see"
    and the ending is great also...makes you think.

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  7. There is always so much of you in your work I feel--hope you are well--thought provoking--

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  8. This is so good Lisa. The metaphor is perfect. Love your work, as always.

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  9. "to quench the undyingthirst for the why of us" - wonderful writing!

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  10. "cracks in the surface
    only we ourselves can see."

    and don't those cracks somehow feel like magnifying glasses...

    wonderful work

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  11. Oh Lisa this is amazing I can very much relate and I agree with Andrea its like a psychic dysmorphia

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  12. Parched heartland
    which can give no more
    than what is

    beneath the stone
    we have set

    Thought-provoking. Ultimately we're all nomads with desert hearts.

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  13. Intriguing. Perhaps we are all alone even in a crowd, or is it just our perception? The why of us ... the meaning of life ... a philosophical question explored for centuries. Perhaps the answer is within ... somehow the cracks, together, make it whole. Thought provoking. Thank you for sharing and your visit. :)

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