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Ashes upon the Wind
by Dawn Richerson

Friday, April 08, 2005
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Upon approach, one notices smoking
volcanic ash. In thin snaking columns,
white heat rears itself up from the surface
of her skin, taut with yellow-greenish tint.

A rumbling emanates from her belly
and signals an imminent explosion.
Intuition says, “Run! Now…” but you stay,
thinking yourself to be invincible.

     And she smiles then at your naiveté.

Before you blink, pyroplastic blast and
shooting profanity flows forth like hot
lava oozing, building, bulging, dripping
down – contaminated river of hate.

The stench of a thousand collected wrongs
simmers in stew of molten memory.
Ground of being cracks beneath the pressure.
A state of decomposition prevails.

     She looks on, unaware of her poison.

Into divided self rancid rage creeps,
solidifies to stony indifference.
Love disintegrates like ash upon wind
which never can decide which way to blow.
 

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Reviewed by jude forese 4/10/2005
just as a pyroplastic blast this poem is engulfing and disintergrates into the winds of my thoughts ...

powerful! like it a lot ...
Reviewed by Carole Mathys 4/10/2005
A discerning, intense...

Peace, Carole
Reviewed by Bhuwan Thapaliya 4/10/2005
Yes...Profound write....wonderful style too....love n luck....BHUWAN!!!
Reviewed by William Bonilla 4/9/2005
Fantsatically profound

William ..... Peace & Love
Reviewed by Karen Lynn Vidra, The Texas Tornado 4/9/2005
one word, dawn: WOW!
Reviewed by Dale Clark 4/9/2005
Those last two lines are awesome.
It's a sad commentary though but
I suppose there is a lot of truth
therein.
Reviewed by Karla Dorman, The StormSpinner 4/9/2005
Dawn,

A person to be avoided at all costs. A painful, poignant read, visually disturbing--but captured spot on.

(((HUGS))) and love, Karla. :(
Reviewed by Mr. Ed 4/9/2005
This person truly sounds like a very contaminated river of hate, and a person to truly avoid.
Reviewed by Kate Burnside 4/9/2005
Wow, wow, wow... don't I just know what this feels like?! Sounds like the Jekyl and Hyde that is me; and I'm not joking: if I could only describe how I think of myself sometimes, this would probably be it. And where does it all come from?! I think Eileen is right and that the pit of hell is not far wrong. The Bible also knows of this feeling when it says that He has promised us "beauty for ashes and a garment of praise instead of a spirit of despair" - to that hope I cling and believe for. Graphic is not an adequate enough word to tell you how I lived through this amazing description, Dawn; such is your skill of interpretation. TY and Bless you, Kate xx
Reviewed by Henry Stevens 4/9/2005
Strong, strong craftmanship, but heart hurting to know the author of the words and wondering what pain is being experienced. Love, Henry
Reviewed by John Bidwell 4/9/2005
Thank God, never have to visit the mother-in-law any more.
Sorry, strange mood this morning.
This really is intense, deep, painful.
Some people we need to stay away from for our protection, but we often keep trying to do some good.
John
Reviewed by Paul Williams 4/9/2005
Wow, Dawn this is a very profound emotional poem...one can feel the hurt that lies within. Excellent write Dawn.

Paul;-]
Reviewed by E T Waldron 4/8/2005
This is awesome writing but so deeply painful I feel like I'm watching a soul being tortured by demons! These are the kind of
thoughts to which I say be gone satan...Hope they are gone now...

Love,
Eileen
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