we are riders in the s t o r m
racing against the sea &
wind that divides us a p a r t
black & white pieces of the puzzle
that doesn't fit/fall into one c a n v a s
maybe our l o v e is like this-
f r a g m e n t s of stories, flickering flames
never c o n t a i n e d in a lamp,
nor inked in the same pages of the b o o k-
we're always searching for b e g i n/
nings & when the music is over, s a y
h e l l o-
love me (2x) m o r e -
s t a y! my wild love!*
Everything human
is leaving
her face
Soon she will disappear
into the calm
vegetable
morass
Stay!
My Wild Love!
Posted for Imaginary Garden with Real Toads - Jim Morrison - hosted by Susie Clevenger
Picture credit: Adam Martinakis
Ooh, nicely done! Love that image.
ReplyDeleteThank you ~
DeleteRiders in the storm.... love the pic, too!
ReplyDeleteThank you Dezzy ~ The artist is pretty cool ~
DeleteCool - you ended up with pieces and fragments too :)
ReplyDeleteSame theme, smiles ~ Thanks Sam ~
Deleteha. nice blend in of lyrics in this one grace...jim morrison was the first poetry book i ever owned...american nights i think it was...was def into the doors scene back in the day...smiles.
ReplyDeleteYes, you got the title right ~ Thanks for the visit Brian ~
DeleteAfter that how can one leave, very nice weave
ReplyDeleteThanks Pat ~
DeleteLove this as usual Heaven. Just flows perfectly, absolutely adore it.
ReplyDeleteThanks Matthew ~
DeleteWonderful! "Stay! My Wild Love."
ReplyDeleteNicely woven--but now I feel I need to go back and check out the prompt--smiles to you!
ReplyDeletenever c o n t a i n e d in a lamp,
ReplyDeletenor inked in the same pages of the b o o k-
love these lines! sounds like a wild love worth fighting for!
I like the way you did this weaving in many lines from Morrison.
ReplyDeleteYes, definitely the lot of human existance. There doesn't seem to be a better way.
ReplyDeletestay! my wild love! - and will be kept in memory these burnt fragments...very poetic
ReplyDeleteThis is beautiful. Your words and image work perfectly together. Your description of love in this piece is one of my favorite parts. Thank you so much for participating in the challenge!!
ReplyDeletejust loved it..
ReplyDeleteever verse... strong, expressive..
never c o n t a i n e d in a lamp,
nor inked in the same pages of the b o o k hooked there
Picture you used.. equally intriguing..
Love is wild and wild are lovers :)
Did you know me in my 20s. Oh, I was such a mess, a hot mess, desperate and searching. Amazingly I survived my youth. Love your space here. And the theme- oh so me, so, so, me. Thank you.
ReplyDeletenice, always searching for begin--
ReplyDeleteLess is more. Very moving.
ReplyDeleteWhat a beautiful and artistic blend of your words and Jim Morrison's. Lots of passion in this one. Really enjoyed it Grace.
ReplyDeleteWe're always searching for beginnings... Love that! It is so exciting, the beginning of a relationship... And the secret is... one can never go back. It's all about moving forward and trying to retain some of the magic (not all, as we should be making new magic, too :)
ReplyDelete... 'the night is young' ~~~ he never knew beyond that. Lovely writing.
ReplyDeletealways love reading your poems .. leave me with so many images and some yearning for my lover ..
ReplyDeleteThe "vegetable morass" sums up things, for sure. :)
ReplyDeleteNow that song is stuck in my head =)
ReplyDeleteYou did wonderful with your poem and that image...it's fascinating!!
I love that last line. It's great on its own (or should I say in JM's poem) and it works so perfectly in your poem.
ReplyDeleteI want to love that wildly and deep.
ReplyDeleteIsn't it wonderful - love being greater than the sum of the two persons in love. :-)
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