Calico

by Maple Tree   Sep 16, 2012


I was the fabric
sculpted and stitched,
patching up darkness
where a fevered abyss
caved within your soul.

My simplistic heart
gave re birth to the
sunrise, for the dawn
had lost it's light within
shadow.

The in depth design
of my forgiveness marks
a homely prism,
I dangle silently
within your window,

and you call me Calico.

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  • 11 years ago

    by nouriguess

    First off, I really love the usage of fabric there at the beginning, I felt as if you described being sensitive, vulnerable and maybe blank. I don't know, but it was really interesting.
    I also loved the 'patching up' as if you are completing someone and making them feel warm with you. I could only imagine you hugging someone you love. Of course, I'm going to interprete it this way, haha. What can I say? ;)

    What made me even more interested is the 're' before 'birth', as it's something impossible physically and typically, your metaphor was deep, nevertheless. Then you say that the dawn has lost its light within a shadow (and yes I prefer using 'a' instead of'the') and it makes me remember how pale and dying the light of an early morning is, and the way sometimes in Winter, a small cloud can turn it off. It's just magical and smart.

    I honestly didn't comprehend what you meant by 'Calico' even after I knew its meaning, haha, it's 2:00 am here, almost 2 yes and I'm not thinking properly....but I gotta say that the ending is truly remarkable and it wrapped everything up together.

    I just loved the descriptions here and the way this made me think... I am missing PnQ sooo much (psst, especially you) and the creativity in it.

    Awesome poetry!

  • 11 years ago

    by nouriguess

    Pure poetry. <3

    Gonna come back in few minutes, be pending. ;;)