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.
Powerful writing, Lisa. "The undying thirst for the why of us" -- whew! You have captured the questioning of the relationship well with your words.
ReplyDeletewhew...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...
ReplyDelete'Parched heartland' has an interesting rhythm to it. And I suppose more than one meaning.
ReplyDeleteHow sad to see the parched heartland and fading of the why of us ~ Good one Lisa ~
ReplyDeleteelegant, and a powerful write.
ReplyDeletei am thinking the poem is about a failed relationship, but i could be wrong. :)
" cracks in the surface
ReplyDeleteonly we ourselves can see"
and the ending is great also...makes you think.
intense and thought provoking
ReplyDeleteThere is always so much of you in your work I feel--hope you are well--thought provoking--
ReplyDeleteThis is so good Lisa. The metaphor is perfect. Love your work, as always.
ReplyDelete"to quench the undyingthirst for the why of us" - wonderful writing!
ReplyDelete"cracks in the surface
ReplyDeleteonly we ourselves can see."
and don't those cracks somehow feel like magnifying glasses...
wonderful work
Oh Lisa this is amazing I can very much relate and I agree with Andrea its like a psychic dysmorphia
ReplyDeleteParched heartland
ReplyDeletewhich can give no more
than what is
beneath the stone
we have set
Thought-provoking. Ultimately we're all nomads with desert hearts.
Strong and poignant.
ReplyDeleteThank you everyone!
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