Yin and Yang
A Merge of Opposites by N. Nicholson
This poem is about me and my fiance and was written for Read Write Poem Prompt #77: Opposites Attract. Enjoy.
-Nicole
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Two trains, both traveling at
infinity miles per hour, the speed of
light, the speed of love – one eastbound,
one westbound. Now calculate:
how long will it take for them
to meet? Try
thirty-one years, through sorrows and
tears. Each is half of a whole formed before
the I AM called forth Earth’s name out of
the abyss, and each follows an unseen
railroad track. Yang
climbs upon the shoulders of pointed rock
giants to taste Heaven and once atop their
mountaintops, he breathes in invisible manna
and solitude, savoring clouds upon his
tongue – then he descends
into valleys burning brimstone, leaving
him with fire-and-sulfur nostrils infected
by their infernos, and fire walls rise up to greet
his skin with flaming fingers delivering
scorching slaps. Meanwhile, Yin
walks through dense mists, legions of
liquid gray punctured by burned and brittle
trees – straight sticks of black spines out
of the back of Earth – with only echoes of
her own voice and the half-tone shadows
of her breathing to keep her company. But
then, they meet
and become puzzle pieces locked
together, curve upon curve
caressing each other in all the right
places. She extends, he arcs. He rests, she
cradles. And for the first time upon
the invisibly written page of Eternity,
Yin and Yang
become one
again.
Written 5/30/09, 6/1/09, and 6/2/09
© 2009 Nicole Nicholson. All Rights Reserved.
This is my favorite of the three (Pebbles, Yin and Yang and Forget/ Remember). I love how your mind expresses every thought intricately. Well done. Have a nice night.
Breaths life — and a story — into the Taoist symbol. Nice.
Incredibly vivid imagery — and your language is so intense: “infected,” “flaming,” “punctured.”
Awesome imagery. “speed of light, speed of love” is such nice phrasing. Very evocative and it reads nicely as well.