Of Streets Dissolved by Rain

Watch the way the asphalt holds the sky,
taking more than its fair share
and holding concrete breath. Beware
the way the treasures of the magpie

turn the sidewalks to golden light.
Things are not as they appear.
Watch the way the asphalt holds the sky,
taking more than its fair share,

and tearing open a sacred sigh
of scars, one last long souvenir
of sting. See, here’s the thing: stare
long enough at nothing, all is lies.
Watch the way the asphalt holds the sky.


An attempt at writing a Rondel, for Gayle’s prompt over at dVerse. Come play! 


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15 Responses to Of Streets Dissolved by Rain

  1. This is so good… I love how you mix the reality of the asphalt (I actually see it as wet if it holds the sky)… Alas we seem to have something called progress.. which seem to steal the woods

  2. Snakypoet (Rosemary Nissen-Wade) says:

    This is marvellous!

  3. Sanaa Rizvi says:

    Oh De, this is absolutely splendid! Well done ❤ ❤ ❤

  4. Grace says:

    I love the imaginative spin of the imagination versus reality: Watch the way the asphalt holds the sky. And that sacred sigh of scars….beautiful rondel De ~

  5. Mary says:

    Reality mixed with fantasy – FANtastic!

  6. Really perfect! Flow and depth!

  7. Sumana Roy says:

    i don’t know if i understood it but to me it felt like the lull before a storm….

  8. I love that first line, De. What a fun and unique idea to build a poem around.

  9. Bodhirose says:

    I like your use of slant rhymes here, De…excellent as I knew it would be. And such an interesting perspective of that asphalt holding up the sky…

  10. Bryan Ens says:

    Love this. Abstract yet beautiful!

  11. Shawna says:

    That title makes me think of Mary Poppins and her crew jumping into the sidewalk chalk pictures. Only, something goes very wrong and all the playfulness turns into heartbreak somehow.

  12. lillian says:

    “Things are not as they appear.” The mix of reality and fantasy are very very good. We usually think of the horizon as where the land meets the sky….or here in Bermuda, where the aquamarine waters meet the blue sky (a meeting of blues) — but here….it is dark…the asphalt of the city. Quite a good contrast!

  13. ShirleyB says:

    long enough at nothing, all is lies.’
    A wonderful rondel, de. Flows like a stream carrying bubbles of wisdom.

  14. Same…
    Zero now..
    hell now
    R E A LiNow..
    streets feet dead..:)

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