Glory’s wake
26 February 2016
Sacrifice
A three letter word
Embedded
In my streams
Your broken body in dreams
As they take you down
They walk high
Above wilting stars
Their reign dark
Our fate stark
Destiny written in scars
Etched in our feathers
Soul weathers
Many thunderstorms
The heart heals
In the light
From coursing river it swarms
Energy of blue
To renew
A leap of blind faith
Dark wedded
Starry skies
Waking souls discover lies
Under white covers
Moon hovers
Ominous silver
Lost star’s gate
It dissolves
Within the streams of their hate
As bosoms lay bare
Reach within
To morrows’ stories
I hold sight
Of beacons
Soaring eagles beyond might
Of Kings and regents
We are Queens
Within our kingdoms
Bold reasons
Hold our heads
Above the valleys he dreads
Renewal our means
She gives birth
To our sorrows’ death
We inhale
Holy breath
Woven through the times on Earth
Chosen detention
Glory’s wake
Within the surging
Energy
Coursing through
The hand extended now you take
Psalms our intention
Reading of the poem:
All images courtesy youtube.com
Poets of the fall – Rebirth
I am immensely in love with your poetry and this is my favorite piece till now. Beautifully articulated in every line and thank you so much for such creative brilliance. Keep it flowing. You are amazing. 😊😊😊
Thank you. That must be the best compliment of the day I received if not of the week 😀 I have just finished writing two new poems also in the same Shadorma form of poetry and will publish them as soon as I get the images. I hope you will like them. Thanks for reading and appreciating. It means a lot 🙂
Poetry has always been my weakness and I am instinctively drawn towards it.Thank you for the experience. I am eagerly waiting for the new ones.😊😊
Thank you. They are out in a few minutes 🙂
Energy of blue…my favorite color…captures a mood for sure.
My favourite colour too Marissa, thank you. It is also my nickname 🙂
Oh, awesome. Can I call you Geetha Blue then…cause I don’t think I could pronounce your last name otherwise!
Well I have actually left that possibilty by leaving a simple B in my last name for my introductory image 🙂
Yes, I see that. Probably a good idea!
🙂
I love the image of the queen giving birth to sorrows death. Love this, Geetha. 🙂
Thank you Eric. I love that fact too 🙂
I love the images you chose; (blue is my fav color) The poem is breathtaking in its breadth and scope. 🙂
Thank you Melinda. My nickname is Blue 🙂
You’re welcome 🙂 That’s an awesome nickname 🙂 Tell me you earned it by wearing so much blue that everyone around you felt you owned the color 😀 My apartment is blue 🙂
One of my early boyfriends coined it because I loved the sea and the colour blue (I actually even wrote a poem/song called the colour bue). I also wore a lot of blue earlier although now most of what I wear is green or earthen colours mainly. Great idea for the apartment. In Tunisia there is a place called Sidi Bou Said where houses are white and blue. I love that place 😀
This was lovely Geetha. Curious about your interpretation of we inhale holy breath.
Thank you Andrew. Now you got me curious about yours so I will tell you once you tell me 😀
My religious beliefs interpreted your holy breathe as God’s breath. Some writings refer to the Holy Spirit as God’s breath, but I didn’t think in those terms. For me, I took it as God’s breath which blew over the Earth to create the world. In the scriptures God’s breathe is credited with giving life & special powers to many of his servants through the ages. That’s why I was curious to see what it meant for you.
Well it would be similar except perhaps that the way we define God might be slightly different 🙂
Okay
I love the rhyme of death with breath …beautiful Geetha , love and blessings , megxxx
Thank you Meg. Love and blessings back to you. Xoxo. G