Snow-globe
Under the cheese-cover of blue in blue
freedom feels like an empty promise.
Almost cloudless,
sprinkled with scars
by planes, callously cutting the sky -
the heavens stretch before my eyes.
The sky is the limit
and I see nothing but sky!
Blue surrounding me
like the glass-globe
surrounds the Eiffel-tower,
- shakeable and scattering snow.
It's vertex stagnant, eternally
millimetres short
of scraping its prison.
And I wonder how colossal
a world I need to feel free in.
© Laila Balke
Not quite sure what to think of it, but it's my latest poem :)
Criticism is appreciated! :love:
Criticism? What kind of criticism can be mustered, when it come sto your poetry? Compliments I can handle, but that's it.
You have a way to conjure words and images that is stunning... I was reading, and the screen of the computer dissolved before my eyes to tun into a blue, sphere-like sky, cold and pure, and for an instant I felt so small under it.
That's the feeling i have inside, and you see, that's all i can express.
:bow:
Oh wow, so extremely beautiful. I had to phone my friend and read it to him, immediately. Its so gorgeous. We love it. :)
Thank you so much for sharing. I really enjoyed being in such a beautiful place, if only for a moment, and if only in my head.
Aww thank you guys so much...
I realy wasn't sure about this one, feels so - unsmooth. I can't explain.
But your words mean the world to me, thank you so much!
hugs
Laila