Classic Poetry Written for Today

Take a moment midway through your day to look at the real and the
imaginary  with S.L. Newman.

Dead Man on a Strangers Grave

An alien in a land unknown
A victim of imagination
Covered in sand from the beach
Not such a coincidence
Serenely bright summer and sun
His eighteenth year had just begun
Step by step I follow him
Smashing through the burning sun
You alone I seem to hear
Silent movie it’s not fair
Thinking to myself blue sky
Sweet dreams far, far and wide
Between two rows of rocks you stand
Free flowing hair covered in sand
What is the name of your native place?
Romance of the border is in fact a fake
Moons eye clear sky twist of fiction
Strange brain-dead crucifiction
Irresistible call, your heart, your word
Celebrate the nature of life on earth

Here, Newman evokes a more personal journey. It is basically a
conversation between the poet and her ideal man.  True love can
only be felt with ones heart.

With only the sea by her side, she witnesses the steady erosion
of her efforts and learns it's just another hallucination, a
daydream.
We are at once captivated and grieved as  we glide further toward a
premonition of dissolution and departure. It is but a supernatural
romance.

Now that her love has turned illusory under the blue sky, she does
not seek a peaceful "death."  Her lust for adventure and survival
uplifts
us.  She is careful to acheive an emotional effect by commanding her
love to listen and to celebrate life. This is both sublime and at the
same time regenerative.  It will be interesting to see how her poetry
evolves.

S. L. Newman is an emerging American Poet.  She travels widely,
winters in Southern California, and loves mountain biking.
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