SCARLET RISING

 

Eat the storms, Mother said,
boil these beds of bitter blackness
until the dream rips through the rain
and translucent turns to trust,
even a diamond must ache
in the darkness until compression
can no longer compound its shine.
Eat the storms, Mother said,
slip the shivering skin out
under shimmering sky until touch
recalls the sweet music of scarlet rising
caught below the lick of leaf lost
to the shadow of the shade,
even the petal must rise above the thorn
before its fragility can dance in the light.

Eat the storms, Mother said,
but I didn’t hear it, at first.

It takes time to swallow the truth
and teach the tongue
to taste the refreshment of the rain.

All words and photographs by Damien B. Donnelly

Poem for Day 5 of National Poetry Writing Month

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5 thoughts on “SCARLET RISING

  1. merrildsmith

    A poignant awakening:
    “It takes time to swallow the truth
    and teach the tongue
    to taste the refreshment of the rain.”

    The title made me think of Joni Mitchell’s “Shades of Scarlet Conquering.”
    That flower is luscious.

    1. deuxiemepeau

      The flower is from mum’s garden in Ireland where i am right now and the the same song of Joni’s was in my head as I was thinking of a title for this one. Joni is never far from creativity!! ☘️☘️

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