days

[wytchcroft]

 
then count the days backward
stop time
stop tongues

and no damage done

strangers reading names from tombstones
speaking in birdsong
shaking the trees

with an alphabet of broken teeth

catching a breath
of ash and friendly steam

this is not - there is no - what could be -

a gap toothed truth
and honesty

for the space between fingers
for the length of a smile
and the days counted backward
for many a mile

Comments

[inmyocean.livejournal.com]

I am very impressed with this piece -- whether it is poem or they are lyrics. Everything about it runs smoothly and I love the expression and (vivid and unique) description.

Bravo, my friend. :))

Adding this one to my memories.

[wytchcroft.livejournal.com]

the weird thing is that this piece took forever! i put it aside eventually after trying it every which way and then out of the blue (and separately) javafiend and my friend Selene gave me the inspiration to revamp it and get it posted, finally.

i'm very happy that you liked it :))

[inmyocean.livejournal.com]

It's a piece to be proud of. You did good. :)