Latherwhopple
By: David Mathis
Ancient and oaken, he opened his creaking mouth
And when he spoke, it was wheezy and slow:
''The stars were once crystal and they shone in the
Sky during both day and night; a ceaseless glitter
hung in the air and it was so beautiful.''
His shell was a variegated brown and green.
The moss hung in trees like curtains-- maiden's hair.
Shadows crept and grew and the great brown turtle
Inhaled, breath ragged and raspy. He inhaled
The leaves, the petals, the seeds; he breathed life.
His old bones creaked, the grass swayed and he yet
Still drew his breath before settling down, looking
Out across the failing light of day, waiting and watching.
''The stars will erupt anew one day, though my tired
Eyes will never see it come to pass.''
-The End-
First of all- I love turtles!
ReplyDeleteYour poem is absolutly wonderful!!
I have re-read it numerous times and still I really cant see anything wrong except for maybe I feel that it's a bit short!
The imagery of your poem is just so amazing, you keep it simple and interesting.
Your poem is really sad! Its beautiful as well, it captures the ending of an old life, I kinda would like to see him when he was younger, maybe a memory??
Anyways it was truely a treat to read!
P.s. I am not much of a game player but I think a game based solely on a garden is absolutly genius!! That game I wouldnt mind trying someday!
Oh, thanks. I was dissatisfied with the end result of the poem actually. I liked my other one much more. I really tend to write more in the style of this one though.
ReplyDeletehttp://davidthemathis.tumblr.com/post/1559831530/overture-just-something-i-wrote-today
the link right there is one of my very most favorite things I've written. Check it out. I highly suggest it if you liked my Turtle poem.