Jan 5, 2018 Original Poetry
Diamond and Silk, and Star-shine and Dark
©January 5th, 2017
By Vijaya Sundaram
Diamond voice in the other room
Cuts the air into brilliant shreds
Silken voices catch those threads
And stitch them back again.
Your voice, a diamond cut from light,
Is made of star-shine in the dark
I treasure it and hold it dear
Even as it makes me bleed.
And yours, my darling, silken soft,
And spun with radiant mystery
If only it would not fade out
When held right close to me.
And starlight cannot compete, child,
With silken threads that seem so light
But silken threads cannot compete
With sharp-edged brilliant light.
I walked into the night-time air
Parting those shreds in greedy haste
Your voice of silk clung to my clothes,
Which trailed me as I walked.
I reached for star-shine, reached for dark
I reached for radiance, met you where
The diamond shatters when it’s thrown
But silk threads put it back again.
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(P.S. I have NO idea why I wrote this! It’s not a reference to ANYTHING!)