August 12, 2012

Ripping Whomever


Decidedly wary, unusually calm
Who opened the package that's me?
Sought by abusers and everyday hurt
Whose secrets dilute in the sea

Can you fathom the coldness, the annual crawl
Make a vow to a pearl so crisp
Washed up on a shore complex with aspersions 
To cast away doubt in the mist

Still clutching at whispers, an idyllic like shell
Nereus prophecies turned then they fled
Tear the wrapping and bathe me in promises sweet
Then take me and denial to bed

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13 comments:

Berowne said...

An intelligent response to the prompt...

Brian Miller said...

haha great close on this lena...nereus, interesting word....ties to greek mythology right?

Quotes,Photos and a little Poetry said...

Great piece of work you have here Lena. Thanks for sharing it well with today's prompt.

Suraj said...

Wow...nice work helena...love what you have done with your blog :)

Suraj
http://gamerzandwwe.blogspot.com

Helen said...

Love that you brought Greek mythology into your poem ... (must confess to thinking her rib cage as 'ripped' when I saw your title)

Dana Dampier said...

I'm going to have to look up the word nereus... I've never heard of it before. I love learning new and interesting words! Beautiful poem.

Nicholas V. said...

Lovely take on this beautiful image. I liked the apt reference to Nereus...

Ginny Brannan said...

"Still clutching at whispers, an idyllic like shell
Nereus prophecies turned then they fled
Tear the wrapping and bathe me in promises sweet
Then take me and denial to bed "

Love the last stanza, excellent capture!

Little Nell said...

She may have been 'washed up' but not for long. And who did open 'the package that is me' I wonder? Lovely rhythm .

TheRustGeek said...

Tear the wrapping and bathe me in promises sweet

My favourite line....

Kutamun said...

The architect has detected the archetype embedded inthe image. Arch- e- type. I think the Arch represents "Archons " or devas, a type of spirit, a spirit you co- operated with , rather well !

Bee's Blog said...

How very clever - Nereus, the product of sea and earth known for his truthfulness.

rel said...

Lena,
So many shells in this photo; the shell of the conch, the shell of the human and the shell of the tree, cast up on the beach for all to see. Perhaps by Nereus to provide a glimpse of the truth: the fleetness of life.
Wonderful poetry from you.
rel