Sunday, April 25, 2010

One Single Impression: Fissures

The prompt from onesingleimpression this week is fissures.  Here is my poem.


Fissures

If we were a mountain
it wouldn't matter,
these fissures.

If we were a waterfall,
full, beautiful, rainbow drunk,
the cracks would be irrelevant.

If we were a rock
or a fossil,
the little divisions
would add character,
be magically artistic.

If we had accomplished something
somewhere along the way,
some formation of mending clay
like tenderness, like forgiveness,
these fissures would not have
opened into gaping holes,
chasms swallowing
earths, dreams, weights of hope.

3 comments:

  1. That we might accomplish much and be whole.

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  2. This is superb - beautifully crafted. Unfortunately gaping holes do crop up occasionally. :)

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  3. Lovely poem Sol...the message is just so touching...yes, if we were....fissures are nothing but may add more beauty!

    Thanks for sharing your wonderful thoughts!

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