soothsayer

hold your palm open,
let wind brush with dusty feet
the depth of its lines
that heal your hand of youth.

although blood can be seen along them,
scars is not their name.

hooked on their edges,
time flounders,
scratching layers which
at some point
will be called ‘wisdom’.

you gaze,
and you know that you will die of heartache,
there, there, and there again.

beware, what i am pointing to you
are only the main bones of the road –
it is up to you to see their nakedness
and cover them with life.

 

© Liliana Negoi

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15 Responses to “soothsayer”
  1. granbee says:

    Somehow, your mixed metaphors between wind brushing with dusty feet and and bones of the road requiring enfleshment (the lines in the palm?) actually add to the poignancy of this poem. I thank you for reminding me of the need to stop fretting over the future and live vigorously, with loving intent, each moment; that we actually partner in making our loving futures.

  2. shanyns says:

    I love this! What a wonderfully crafted poem!

  3. you gaze,
    and you know that you will die of heartache,
    there, there, and there again.

    This describes the human condition all too well, I fear.

  4. Jinksy says:

    Time and wisdom are inextricably linked in our human world….

  5. Such beautiful and deep writing…..”you know that you will die of heartbreak…..” terrific writing.

  6. Your writing has depth far beyond the lines in the hand, or the bones of the road.

    Kay, Alberta, Canada
    An Unfittie’s Guide to Adventurous Travel

  7. Abin says:

    as before, a probing and fascinating read.the consistent focus on an image and its ramifications grips the mind and beautifully drives the point home.I’ve mentioned it elsewhere…whatever i write now, the best of it is the fruit of what i have learnt through these communities.thanks for sharing.

  8. What a wonderful poem….beware, what i am pointing to you are only the main bones of the road –
    it is up to you to see their nakedness and cover them with life….I love this line…It is amazing how one is led to the perfect words when they need them…thank you

  9. Mary says:

    Not sure I put much stock in soothsayers. They frighten me really. I don’t believe in them, but I don’t want to hear what they have to say either, as I know their words would stay with me forever.

    • 🙂 it’s only a matter of how much influence their words can exercise on your spirit 🙂 but i admit i’m quite suggestible myself, so i know exactly what you mean 🙂
      thank you for dropping by 😉

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