Unity

I came to the razor’s edge

I felt the softness of your breath

Swirling. ebbing, tide,

Beyond blackness

Rivers of violent creation

This velvet ice of silent streets.

 

I came to offer tears of unity

In shafts of glowing light

Before exposed desire

Shards of shadows

Rippling mirrors of silver eyes

Sinking deep into black satin sheets.

 

I came to pay

Forgive me

And as the rhythm of rain

Pulsed tumbling expectations

For wisdom was kept for another day

When we embraced secret dreams.

 

—-

Written for Poets United

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15 Responses to Unity

  1. wow this is etched with sound, feeling and expectation. Grasp for those moments while we can.

  2. Sanaa Rizvi says:

    This is such a powerful piece! Excellent write 😀

  3. Sherry Marr says:

    This feels like a healing moment, and the imagery is intense and riveting…..the rivers of violent creation, the ice of silent streets. Offering tears of unity sounds like a gift to both giver and recipient. A deep piece, Alan, so well written.

  4. I especially loved the last paragraph. Great words 🙂

  5. Sumana Roy says:

    images like razor’s edge, rivers of violent creation, icy silence and tears of unity,& wisdom at bay do make union a distant dream….

  6. Mary says:

    It seems that you were offering forgiveness or wishing for forgiveness – different ways of achieving unity once again. Black satin sheets is a bit of an ominous image to me.

  7. There is an intensity to the pace of your verse… vivid and wondrous. Well-penned.
    -HA

  8. oldegg says:

    Powerful and beautiful writing.

  9. So powerful and provocative. You dance on the edge and bring unity full circle again. Beautiful!

  10. X says:

    There is a humility in coming to ask forgiveness and making ammends, that def can open the door to healing, and much greater unity.

  11. glmeisner says:

    Very sensual and vivid.

  12. Panchali says:

    “I came to the razor’s edge

    I felt the softness of your breath

    Swirling. ebbing, tide,

    Beyond blackness

    Rivers of violent creation

    This velvet ice of silent streets..” .
    Truly riveting…this part gives every man the reasons to feel alive…humbling experience. Well done…

  13. Jae Rose says:

    I was captivated by the first line..sometimes we need to wait..to breathe and soften the edges…and then come together again..

  14. rosross says:

    Lovely. Soulful.

  15. Alan,

    It felt like a confession, followed by the forgiveness and healing. A fine unity of peace within self…
    Eileen

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