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Eyelashes walking up stairs

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Silas Thorne
, 02-15-2009 at 10:47 PM (1103 Views)
Your eyelashes went up the stairs, and you followed.
They were holding up the sky, like a waning Atlas,
who stood atop
the heavy lid of a bread box,
an iron-bound oak sea-chest
or a weighted steel door.

Your power returned
raised a thousand black scimitars
to cut your way forward.

© Silas Thorne

Updated 03-01-2009 at 08:41 PM by Silas Thorne

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  1. maraki16's Avatar
    i must say it is a nice poem and a really interesting one- as all the poems of yours that i have read. but i believe you are using complex imageries. sometimes i am at a loss as to what you mean, for the imageries seem to combine in a unique way and they confuse me. maybe i have a poor understanding are you a fan of the modernism trend? your way of writing is by no means traditional...
  2. Silas Thorne's Avatar
    Thanks for the comment Maraki and sorry if the poem confused you. I'm not sure what Ism to be a fan of. I just write, the images come, and I work with them. I'm also happy not to be traditional.
  3. PoeticPassions's Avatar
    wow, very nice. I find that eyelashes are such a beautiful feature on people... it is interesting to read your beautiful imagery-- my imagination brought your poem to life.

    "raised a thousand black scimitars
    to cut your way forward." ahhh