Seward’s folly

something in your eyes
reminds me of Alaska
Sitka spruce
green longings, midnight sun
if i could not fly
i would run

stumbling, free falling
through wind and hail
to the last edge of
your earth
i would crawl through Tsar-fire
for a breath of you

i would forsake
my golden gods
drop my armour into
the hearth of
dear mother
for a single drink of you

something in your eyes
my soul pines for Alaska
to count the
moons on your fingers
weathered perfect
my thoughts linger

Rene ~ January 22, 2013

For d’Verse Poets: Open Link Night #80


13 thoughts on “Seward’s folly

  1. A fascinating and unique write. Would never think about seeing Alaska in someone's eyes. Oh, well, perhaps at this time of year…Brrrrh. I love 'Sitka spruce green longings' as I can vividly picture this. And the last stanza really sings.

  2. Alaska is a good visit. Maybe it was symbolic of wilderness beauty and virgin landscape. That too I like and long for, but Alaska can be a wicked deadly place to live. The farther north we go, the shorter the days in winter. i really liked this, however you intended. It had great melody, word choice, line work, and the voice was refreshing.

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