'Where the Sun Turns'

[zooropamanda]

Conspire
Retire
Oncoming Desire

Strip the sign of the curious heart,
Change the play, demand your art.

Free falling to the loveless sphere,
Unchanging moment, the creep still near

Forgiving the sorrow of the weak that pray,
Testing your patience, you watch them decay

Dampening your voice with their ear wrenching cries,
Its where the sun turns, that all love dies.

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In loving memory of a great grandfather never known but much missed. I borrowed the title from his book, 'Where the Sun Turns'.

 

[Alisaura]

It's poems like this (and the others people post) that make me think I'm a talentless son of a goat...

(It flows better than "daughter of a goat" okay? - Don't worry, I haven't had any drastic surgery.)

 

[The Wanderer]

"Its where the sun turns, that all love dies"

that is a startling line, one of my favorites from any of your poems...

 

[zooropamanda]

Ali!! Pulease...

Dont be so self depreciating, I do enough of that for everyone. You and I are alike.
Your petry is just beautiful and so deep, sometimes the things you write scare me. Scare me, in that they must come from so deep down inside. I feel like I just touch the surface with things I write.

and that other guy in this thread...
you spoil me with words.
As I said, my great grandfather actually wrote the 'where the sun turns' part, I just added to it.

 

[Achtung_Bebe]

Zoomanda, wow! You've been contributing a lot of great things to this poet's corner! This one is amazing. I don't think you touch the surface, you dig into it

 

[Alisaura]

*points defensively at the smiley in her post* See, I wasn't being COMPLETELY serious...

*is in several different minds as to what to say next*
Thankyou...
Let's just come out and call it a mutual admiration society...?

What you said about mine, I give back to you about yours... Bebe is right.
You have this in your blood... My dad's crowning literary achievement was to write an article about a bushwalking trip in a newsletter...