"If I die because of you, it will be of overdose"


Uisce beatha

I go to die with my Jack
[collective suicide]
while some seagulls fly round
like vultures to non-life
and the sea enrages,

and I bury my feet
in its salty wrath
and the playful ways
of its waves,
while the sky comes over me
the sun fades
and my nipples
reach for the clouds

wanting to shut the lightning,
wanting to shout thundering;

but anticyclone wins the wrestle
and three rainbows
[from the back]
of my shoulders
cry out loud: stop!

The sea calms down,
the rain becomes friends
with my tears
and Argentina swims towards
in a liner
with an umbrella
and hot hands
and wet lips

to save me,
and the evening sun lays an egg
on the roof of my head
while the sand
tickles my soul
to a guffaw
and I again am my own.




Poetry by emily chambers
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Written on 2008-04-29 at 00:07

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Kathy Lockhart
Emily this is an amazing piece with such vivid imagery that I found myself entranced by its mood, its sound, its wealth of emotion. Well done! : ) kathy
2008-05-02


lastromantichero The PoetBay support member heart!
this text is so evocative of places and times i had long ago before the world turned in side out and came crashing down all around us

i too remember beaches where no one came as i rolled at the waters edge and looked beyond the shores on pentland firth

to where the norse gods sang in worship of the way to valhalla

well done on your imagery rgds mike
2008-05-01


Esti D-G
beautifully erotic poem " while the sky
comes over me"
Excellent write!
luvestix
2008-04-30


Elle The PoetBay support member heart!
I like the use of words and images in this poem

and Argentina swims towards
in a liner
with an umbrella

I like to see the unconnected reach out to connect and this works in the way I imagine most minds flit from conscious to unconsciuos thought

Elle x
2008-04-29