Gossamer skin

Triumphant orange glows the Sun
Rays burn straight, intense
Warming that below
In the landscape of my soul

 

Flurries of disconsolate blue ice
Swirl chaotically, random
Freezing dark recesses
In the landscape of my soul

 

Raging red fire consumes
Angry flames rape, destroy
Growing forest
In the landscape of my soul

 

Despondent black air suffocates
Stagnant, dank, foetid
Fills deep caves
In the landscape of my soul

 

Nascent green shoots
Shout encouragement
Stretch out for light
In the landscape of my soul

 

And what of this soul?
This churning calamity
Prey to dichotomous forces
How is it contained? Concealed?

 

For fury, torment, despair
Even exultant joy, evolution
Prove to threaten the equilibrium of observers
Of the landscape of my soul

 

Gossamer skin
Translucent membrane
Flimsy separation from an
Uncomprehending world

 

Would that I had
Hardened integument
Impervious exoskeleton
Protection from hurt

 

But if I had a toughened hide
I hope I may shed it from time to time
Allow a knowing mortal to gaze inside
At the landscape of my soul

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One response to “Gossamer skin

  1. I’m not sure I really like this poem. I think I have over-worked the landscape metaphor and then confused things by moving on to discuss skin. The main purpose of the poem is to discuss the notion of baring one’s soul – as I often do – and how this makes many people uncomfortable. And how, being contained may reduce the likelihood of being hurt, but also of being understood and appreciated for who you truly are. I used the landscape metaphor because I was struggling to describe what goes on inside me. Any thoughts you may have on how to improve this poem would be enthusiastically received.

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