the sky lays softly
upon her weathered wooden mouth
eyes creased
by countless waves
body blurred
like a vision
i think i can hear her wordless whispers
but she holds her thoughts
like sheets pulled up close
keeping out the night
Season's Greetings
16 hours ago
16 comments:
beautiful words
"she holds her thoughts
like sheets pulled up"
to a stunning photograph.
~robert
I see her, definitely!
robert - there it was - as soft and smooth as skin an old, very old log washed ashore. thankyou for your kind comment! steven
reya - i spent some time next to her. i imagined the journey. such a long time spent growing and then her journey in the water to this point where she rests and listens to stories and tells those of her own. steven
It takes a person of immense life and connection to hear and understand the wordless whispers of a weathered, long-journeyed log. This touches me.
ruth - i believe that the voices that comprise this world are available to anyone with ears for listening and not simply hearing. as i grow older i'm blessed to meet more and more people for whom this is the case. thankyou for your thoughtful comment ruth. thankyou also for the gift of your blog. steven
Gorgeous bit of writing, Steven. One of your best. My WT is always dragging up beautiful driftwood from the river, Mother Nature's art.
I feel the gentleness of a sky that "lays softly upon her weathered wooden mouth."
Sweet maternal sky. No matter how many countless waves have blurred the body, she's there for us.
Not sure why, but I'm thinking (with great love and a bit of pain) of my elderly ailing mother as I read and reread this poem.
Thank you for the peace it brings.
tess thankyou very much. it's funny how sometimes you can be inside an idea or an observation and it's just there. steven
jo i thought of a lot of mums and grandma's as i wrote this one! i wish your mum well jo. steven
I always come away from here with new ways to look at ordinary things :)
I'd like to be that Moon looking down what you describe so perfectly, steven!
dulce - i think you can be that moon if you wish. you know better than most the powers of imagination!!! steven
pauline - same here!!! steven
nice!
thankyou gerry!!
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