STONEWASHED
by satishverma (Member) - published: July 11, 2012
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It laps up the solitude.
A flame hits the stonewall
of silence.

A dust cloud, covers
the finale of conflict.
Nobody wins the race.

You arrogate to yourself
the skill to accept the heat of argument.
Can you reach the end of thought?

Ravishing black
picks up the fallen moon.
Somebody will go green.

If I could walk on
the lake? The faithless will
wreck the pledge.

Satish Verma

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SV

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The following comments are for "STONEWASHED"
by satishverma

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While I'm sure this will be crystal clear for some other readers .. for me it reads somewhat like a drag race with those cars that belch fire and there's a tree of lights to go on green ... the cars even have parachutes for braking assistance. Even the lake reference makes me think of the dried up salt flats where speed demons thrive.

( Posted by: Pen [Member] On: July 11, 2012 )

stonewashed
As in your first line, I find your images themselves lap up at what you have abstracted here.

I like that this is a "draw", and, if indeed a game, no winners or losers.

And I wonder...can ANYONE "reach the end of thought"?

Even the best debaters will think around in circles...

Does walking on the lake correspond to reaching the end of thought?

Uncomfortable read, your final sentence in this: you do name a winner after all, the faithless. Not sure I lkie what happens to the pledge.

Thank you for a thoughtful write.

( Posted by: windchime [Member] On: July 11, 2012 )

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