during winters.

the unseen darkness
and ghosts of madmen
pluck the death in me
with lady’s slipper petals;

craters of blackberry
oyster shells lay at night
during winters; the red
fingernails of grief,
the oceania flowers
drowned

and in our minds
we dissolve
like white tombs
of the moon.

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First appeared on Free Verse Revolution’s Top Three Sunday Best for the prompt: “Unseen darkness.”


52 thoughts on “during winters.

  1. Stunning writing, as usual 😉 You amaze me with the variations in imagery–makes me want to deconstruct your poem and figure how to replicate it 🙂

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    1. I don’t either, hahaha!

      No, but really, I appreciate the honesty. This poem in particular is a stream of consciousness, so it doesn’t necessarily make sense. What I was thinking as I was composing it included thoughts of grief and feeling dead inside. As well, I referenced some imagery with how appearances can be deceiving, such as in the first few lines.

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      1. Thank you so much.i get the first part. This helps alot. I hope you don’t mind, but I wanted to understand more these two lines. “The oceania flowers drowned” and “we dissolve like white tombs of the moon”….

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      2. Sure! I’d be more than happy to explain.

        With “the oceania flowers drowned”, I love the imagery of the sea and how we can be immersed into different feelings and emotions that can submerge us, just as the ocean has the power to do (sink or swim). Grief or love, I think, has the power to submerge because of the feelings that entail. We become consumed in those feelings and we can drown.

        “we dissolve like white tombs of the moon” shows the night and how like one can immerse themselves into certain feelings/emotions, people can immerse together, therefore better understanding themselves and their minds.

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      3. I hate to disturb.I’m asking so much because i am a young writer and poet too so I’m trying to to learn more about imagery. So I’ve been trying to to make sense of some of your poems for a while. So why the white tombs of the moon? What are white tombs of the moon?

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      4. No, no! You’re not disturbing me by asking questions. Please do ask away, I love to converse about poetry, any type really. ❤

        So, the white tombs of the moon is just that. Pure imagery. I kept thinking back to the white craters of the moon, and my mind conjured up “white tombs.” There really isn’t that much significance with that one line, to be honest. It’s more like a scattered piece of imagery.

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      5. Those few lines transition to pure darkness, as referenced from the line of “unseen darkness” in the first stanza. The setting changes to the night and it stays that way until the end of the poem. With winter, it references a coldness to the imagery: a cold night, and thus, it seems solitary or abandoned except for the nature left there.

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      6. So this poem is more of a descriptive one, bringing meaning in a subtle and covert way, rather than a direct message. Right? I guess I’ve personally been used to the direct message poems that don’t need so much reflection, so I guess that’s why this was Abit daunting for me. But I’ve learnt so much with your help. Thanks again.

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      7. Yes, you’re right about that. I admit that I admire and envy poets who communicate honestly and directly in their poetry. That is something I do not do. I have too many subtleties in my poems and I like to bury the meaning in figurative imagery.

        I’m glad I could help you with this, and I do apologize that this was daunting. Though, I’m happy you took the time to analyze it and inquire about the meaning. I love that. Thank you for providing me the opportunity to explain my poem. ❤

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