A Mortal Love I seek, I am not stone
Goddess's of past standing cold;
Rome's current shore- shown godless?
I have flesh, and
still it clings to supple bone, veined marrow
Comfort, none in promise
of a heaven that still thirsts
for my mortal soul, ... remorse held,
holding infinite death, that love would pass
from my partaking; and not
(... a martyr's fate - I refuse it's claim nor seek it's place
on a said judgement day) For without it, Love...I am
but formless discontent, unforgivable by any winged angel or ether,
by any artisan's muse, lent full
Tell what earthen grave
would embrace mortality's warmth/
expose an ashen soul to life? ...Love Mortal itself is lone witness
to all posed as vital, human and willed perfectly finite....
as moon fulled to new
matched only by counted nights; Mortal?....I will
bear it in joy - Love, as word,or turn of tarot,
of fates
consecrating it - immutable
consecrating it - truth immortal...this
Love ... Mortal...
bkmackenzie
copyrighted 2010
Posted for One Shot Wednesday: Where Poets, Writers and Artists Meet
this is lovely!
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expose an ashen soul to life?"
Wonderfully written poem reminding that to experience love is to live such in the moment. Great depth and excellent wordplay, bkm.
What a beautiful poem! Excellent contribution to One Shot!
ReplyDeleteA very classical feel to this poem
ReplyDeletepretty display of words about Mortal love
thanks for sharing with One shot and Happy New Year
moonie hugs
Without love, we are nothing.
ReplyDeleteThis is beautiful, B.K.
This feels like a classical painting, brush strokes delicately, but definitively placed to create the depth of this Mortal love.
ReplyDeleteSigh.....this is breathtaking Bkm! Love does make the world go around...as they say, and it always flows from your words....i love this one!
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Excellent contrast/melding of human and divine love, and of need, of mortality, of endurance. Your first line is absolutely timeless, your last stanza lyrical. Very nice work indeed, bkm.
ReplyDeletethe pic fits the words so well - they both have the feeling of another time..beautiful
ReplyDeleteThis is brilliant. You have such a gift of bringing classical truths into contemporary manifestation. Especially like the last stanza.
ReplyDeleteMy one shot: http://liv2write2day.wordpress.com/2010/12/29/song-of-songs-one-shot-wednesday/
Barb, this is beautiful.
ReplyDeleteHappy New Year to you.
Pamela
It's all we know on earth and all we may ever know to paraphrase. For what else is there that binds us now and perhaps infinitely. Thank you, bkm.. Gay @beachanny
ReplyDeleteIntriguing classicist stuff. Good flow, word choices, you know the drill. . .
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