Who is it that we come to, if not to self;
unclothed, undivided, unwed to others in
spite of making appearance –
Gestures, laughter
a blurred vision of life unkempt;
a rainforest of uncertainty with each thought
set into motion-
Voices surround the unsung clamor; shelter
becomes a prism,
harbored between self
and poetry
bkmackenzie
copyrighted
posted for the Poetry Pantry at Poets United....
"rainforest of uncertainty" sure packed a punch. I keep re-reading this piece. So much in there to love.
ReplyDeletelike the imagery of the prism between self and poem...refracting light...
ReplyDeleteI like the prism too, and the rainforest, and the first line, Who is it that we come to, if not to self . . . which is a beautiful question.
ReplyDeleteOh my goodness. "Harbored between self and poetry." Oh yeah.
ReplyDeleteGreat imagery! the "unkempt life" the "prism" (which I keep reading as prison--perhaps it's that lighthouse, isolated & aloof)...
ReplyDeleteMakes me think of Linda Pastan, who has a poem devoted to the making of a poem, how everything is sacrificed "for the sake of the poem."
your prose shows
ReplyDeletethat you know this place quite intimately~
Oh goodness, are you sure this harbor is safe? It sounds like a clamorous mess, LOL. But we must accept... very well written!
ReplyDeleteBKM simply beautiful!
ReplyDeletePamela
What I will take with me from this poem is that each of us must be our own safe harbor. Nice work!
ReplyDeletea blurred vision of life unkempt;
ReplyDeletea rain forest of uncertainty with each thought
set into motion...
love the words ...
beautiful job!
Shelter can indeed become a prison if one is not careful. Wonderful work! Awesome post! =)
ReplyDelete-Weasel
I, too, loved "shelter becomes a prism" - lovely. Well done. Good poem.
ReplyDeleteBkm this is breathtaking...every line is amazing...i could read it over and over again.
ReplyDelete:-)
A beautiful tribute to the power of the self, the inner self! Especially loved the image "rainforest of uncertainty"... so laden with that mesmerising aura of humidity! Beautiful!
ReplyDeleteThank you for visiting The Friday Forgotten and linking your post. Your imagination and creativity should never lie dusty in a dark corner of your blog. We are happy to help clear away the cobwebs. (We have fixed our linking issues sorry for the hassles)
ReplyDeleteThis one needs to be dug up more often. Have you ever considered doing your own best of chapbooks or something. Your writing is truly worth a collection.