Three Word Wednesday: ignor, fear, weightless
Writers Island: Key
OneWord Crossed
Reading Emma Bulls War For The Oaks this week and totally captivated.
crossed over the edge of
under the hedge of
all the forest beyond
the dream the myst
mystical mystery of
all of the history blustery
weather don’t stop the mind
the words are there the chords
the player the dancer the
poet the singer the song
of all of the worlds crossed
stars tossed like leaves
on an autumn day but
we won’t speak of that
now for spring is in
the house and all around
the wings and sings of
birds and life abundant
greened by greenery
finery tweenery as they
come out of hiding
and if you listen most
carefully the key is what
we all will sing in ring
in summer nights of flights
of fireflies and warm shadow
dancing playing eventide
when lines are blurred and
sleep assured as eyes burn
to close but rest will come
sink down and hear
last notes clear pure
they come out and play
the day has ended and
their time begun
don’t fear the time of
year is always their ways
their flight weightless
fate the magic gathers all
together in the places crossed
meridian blinded sight
comes ignore what you see
it isn’t real the feel the chorus
every note for us the build
soars and roars and gathers all
the sky the star flung ceiling hall
harmony a million dreamers
screaming through the darkness
to this one center circled round
and hurled true hits you
the harmony the mark the core
love borne pride shorn
torn asunder
Like speeding down a luge, wonderful enjambments, whoosh!
Love it all, but especially these:
all of the history blustery
meridian blinded sight
comes ignore what you see
and those wonderful final lines:
harmony a million dreamers
screaming through the darkness
to this one center circled round
and hurled true hits you
the harmony the mark the core
love borne pride shorn
torn asunder
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Whither my last comment? I just hit the button – gone. Suffice it to say, this was a lovely enjambed speedy luge ride.
hmm maybe I was in here tweaking when you commented? Odd. Glad you held on to the bottom of the hill 🙂
This was wonderful. Just so many lines hit you, then hit you again. I like what you’ve done with this.
Thank you Thom – make sure you duck for the low hanging branches, they will snag you for sure.
Excellently done. And it flowed beautifully – and some of those lines …
Thank you Anthony – especially for that last part 🙂
Beautifully done Dee this flows perfectly. I finally found your blog.
Pamela
sorry, Pamela – I have a blogger blog for bible study notes which is woefully out of date. Google sends you there automatically if you click on my name in blogger – I haven’t figured out if there is a way to change that…glad you found me 🙂 I sometimes include my url in my signature but I always feel like I am being pushy when I do that. Since I am new to writer’s island I will try to remember to include it until folks get to know me.
What a ride! Masterful use of language. I’d love to hear you read this aloud.
Thank you Brenda – I like poetry to sing to me!
the words are there the chords
“the player the dancer the
poet the singer the song
of all of the worlds crossed
stars tossed like leaves
on an autumn day”
Love this, love it allThe poem gives me a sense of excitement and joy. Just beautiful
Bless you Marja – I’m glad that it gave something to you.
Wow. Simply, wow.
This is amazing piece. I love that different parts of the whole ring true for different people and yet the message of the whole touches us too.
The lines that stand out to me are:
“for spring is in
the house and all around
the wings and sings of
birds and life abundant
greened by greenery
finery tweenery as they
come out of hiding
and if you listen most
carefully the key is what
we all will sing”
I love the colour and sound this brings to mind.
Thanks Dee. 🙂
Thank you Kitty – especially for the “wow” and “amazing”!
This is wonderful, the meter made me think of sprightly dancing.
what a lovely poem — left me quite breathless!
Belting! Love the way this sings!!
In a word – quality!
I agree – a fantastic ride! Love the alliteration, the inner rhyme and the way the lines roll off the tongue…
A wonderful slither of sounds that keeps the poem bubbling along! Great effect!
Loved the way your words felt like a wind storm to me. So many sounds wooshing and crashing. Thank you.
This is a humdinger of a poem: read quickly, what registers is the stream of internal rhyme and assonance – wings and songs of birds; mystery/history/blustery; greenery, finery, tweenery. But there’s much more to this poem than just sounds, and it merits reading several times. Congratulations.
thank Vivienne (love that name by the way!) – this one just poured out.
Hi Dee;
I was transported to the world you created…:) A wonderful poem on nature and reality of one’s existence! Loved it!
So glad you liked it Amity 🙂
I danced to this…n icely done
cool! I wish I could have seen that!