I could stretch myself elastic band thin
This panorama of my soul your horizon line
Waves of painful seas swelling against permanence
Sand and time defining my presence in your life
A thousand suns dipping beneath me
Rising above me
Over and over
back and forth
Until you realize
I don’t make this world flat
You do


This makes me want to say – uh huh girlfriend!
i think you should definitely play with that idea of stretching the elastic band more that could be a terribly fun extended metaphor
Indeed Jessie, you know I love me some metaphors, extended and otherwise!
Awesome!! Superb imagery, wonderful lines.. Loved reading it!!
Thank you Lord of all things dark!
defiant and provoking I get the sense that you know…I’m a loner, and I can’t keep a line straight
Lines are meant to be wavy, squiggly, curvy and occasionally, if one must make them this way, straight.
Hugs Lorraine and merci
“I could stretch myself elastic band thin”
What an opener!!!
I like where you take it, and where it takes us.
Dig those final lines!
Hi Val…
We couldn’t be more different in content, but your style, timing and imagery are awesome… I have added you to le blogroll..
Cheers
Bindo
Merci Bindo, le blogroll is le awesome! Well we may be different in content but I used to be a homeless chain smoker seven years ago, if that helps at all!
Oh the stories we could share would straighten your outlook and curl your hair.
OOhh awesome imagery and metaphor! Love this, and love the last two lines. POW, knocked me out.
We’ve all known a dude like that, a flat maker. lol Those last two lines were almost changed, so I’m glad I ignored the urge and left them intact.