Treasure Island

Crystal Korzinsky Chambers

(1970 / Pittsburgh PA)

The Necklace (Pearls)


Times placed together
Threaded through air
Beads strung on silken thread
broken
Falling silently to the ground.
Brambled. Abated.
Each segment lost
in its own independent agony,
resonant with every soliloquy
lost
to the tormentable air.
Forever shewn from belonging
Left
formidable, wretched
against thought, still clutching
at formulation.

Forever endless, sky seeded,
Littered with beads
freed
from consistence of thought.
Fall to random marks below.
Winds blow
Mothered by persistence
singing a tale
of tribulation and trial.
Bathing orators
drenching minds to crispness
Transforming dissonance to
pearls
harvested in the minds
Brought to birth from
Harrowed contemplation.

Submitted: Sunday, May 28, 2006
Edited: Monday, November 26, 2007

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