aubade for the breaking of dawn, and heart

the sky cracks
open its own
starry chest,
swallowed sorrow
and a gasp
…………….of fire.


prompted by poetic asides

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3 Responses to aubade for the breaking of dawn, and heart

  1. Kir Piccini says:

    A starry chest sounds….heavenly.
    Love that image.

  2. Shawna says:

    I love the emphasis on “only,” which could add so many layers. But as long as she is “only of fire,” I think things will turn out alright.

    The “breaking dawn” in your title gives this a Twilight/vampire feel for me. There’s that sneaky “breaking of heart” in the title as well. I love that the sky is breaking her own heart! Isn’t that just how girls do it too? 😉 Really though, life is too short/busy for sorrow. Let’s just embrace the fire (the good kind) and keep on truckin’. Am I right?

    This is really an incredible sunrise poem. You are brilliant, my friend. Viewing the burst of morning light as a woman with a broken (volcanic) heart bursting out those gorgeous and hot oranges and reds??? Man, I love you.

  3. I love the image of the starry chest – superb!

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