This hay(na)ku chain was written for One Single Impression Prompt 33: Gold. Enjoy.
-Nicole
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the
noonday sun
distilled into solids
these
children of
Earth emerge, gleaming
at
first, they
are covered in
the
sable dust
of her placenta
then
they’re stolen
from her arms
their
aureate skin
fondled and caressed
then
beaten and
bent into shapes
until
they become
ornate mirrored slaves
to
adorn the
proud, curved necks
of
queens, both
ancient and modern
ask
these children
to speak softly
of
blood worn
on their faces
sweat
splashed across
their primal skins
photographs
of greed
reflected in millions
of
fractures on
their chunky bodies
then
you’ll know
of the sorrow
they
wear amidst
your halcyon celebrations
Written 10/13/08
© 2008 Nicole Nicholson. All Rights Reserved.
Wow, this is really something! I’m not familiar with the form, but will go learn more. You have a beautiful progression here, and some really unforgetable images.
This is full of amazing images.
Thought provoking and lovely!
I do like this, and it will change the way I think of gold.
Stunning and humbling. This is powerful. I feel silent inside.
Whoa! Love this, Nicole. Thoroughly enjoy the images you created, the tone and the message. Well done.
Wow, that is quite a poem and story!
“Ornate mirrored slaves” is an image that really seems to climax a beautiful, powerful poem! Love this!
..a beautiful poem-could well be an indian poem-of my country with all its’ nightmares-and faraway dreams-where the poverty of under-privileged children disturbs visitors from other lands-a country i would not trade for heaven..a good prompt-gold..
Feels like you were in an altered state when you wrote this…thank you for the amazing images and sensibilities.