Friday, January 21, 2011

parchment




do not cover the woods
like that, (I mean in paper) - parchment
comes soon enough; let life's
echo reprise in fern
and scarlet bird -  still allow fresh the water its
cavoting of a vixen's den; its
course of shallow hollow

I can quill to stone,
do not cover the forest
with paper...print it to your
heart...


bkmackenzie
copyrighted 2011
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21 comments:

  1. steveroniJanuary 21, 2011 at 12:55 PM

    ...and the animals--posing. Priceless!

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  2. signed...bkmJanuary 21, 2011 at 12:56 PM

    thank you Steve....bkm

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  3. steveroniJanuary 21, 2011 at 12:58 PM

    "...allow fresh the water its
    cavorting of a vixen's den; its
    course of shallow hollow..."

    Who but the TRUE POET might conjure such image with neither brush nor string-and-bow? Inspiring!
    THANK you!

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  4. signed...bkmJanuary 21, 2011 at 1:23 PM

    Thank you again Steve...that is a wonderful compliment and I take it to heart....blessings...bkm

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  5. batsickJanuary 21, 2011 at 2:21 PM

    I love it!!! If you have a twitter, please follow me (MsMatsui)

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  6. joannaJanuary 21, 2011 at 2:32 PM

    luxurious and creative; quill to parchment to writing in stone.

    joanny

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  7. Paul CJanuary 21, 2011 at 2:41 PM

    Our skin to parchment, mortality. Let's celebrate green vibrancy first! Beautiful poem.

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  8. Brian MillerJanuary 21, 2011 at 3:27 PM

    magical...from the heart it came and so to return...

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  9. Ostensible TruthJanuary 21, 2011 at 3:28 PM

    very creative use of words!! I like a lot!!

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  10. signed...bkmJanuary 21, 2011 at 4:33 PM

    thank you all...I have a fond love and memories of growing up among the trees....bkm

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  11. SuzJanuary 21, 2011 at 5:07 PM

    oh so beautiful I swooned
    I love those kits

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  12. dsJanuary 21, 2011 at 9:32 PM

    Oh, such beautiful language!
    "still allow fresh the water its
    cavoting of a vixen's den; its
    course of shallow hollow"

    No, no parchment, nor paper either. Only the heart. Which has taken this in. Thank you for sharing this piece.

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  13. TALONJanuary 21, 2011 at 9:51 PM

    There's such a softness in the pleading of this poem, bkm, that I really love...

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  14. AndreasJanuary 21, 2011 at 11:48 PM

    "I can quill to stone,
    do not cover the forest
    with paper...print it to your
    heart..." -

    these words - their peace and beauty - will be with me as I head out this morning, as I walk the path to the lake.

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  15. relJanuary 22, 2011 at 6:32 AM

    bkm,
    Trees are among my best of friends; to be enjoyed with eyes, nose, and fingers rather than words.
    I love that peeping fox!
    rel

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  16. Dave KingJanuary 22, 2011 at 6:33 AM

    Your lines did not give up all their depth and beauty straight away, but went on working after I thought I had switched off.

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  17. Dulçe ♥January 22, 2011 at 12:08 PM

    Miss the trees, but need the paper..

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  18. hedgewitchJanuary 22, 2011 at 12:19 PM

    Lovely poem, bkm, with some telling images of nature that just breathe life. It would indeed be a shame to put them under any kind of cover.

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  19. Other MaryJanuary 22, 2011 at 12:51 PM

    That's really lovely, 'parchment comes soon enough'
    oh, and not that is has anything to do with this poem, but, my initials are mkb, lol.

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  20. Kerry O'ConnorJanuary 22, 2011 at 1:04 PM

    So beautifully expressed - and words to scribe on stone...

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  21. Tammie LeeJanuary 23, 2011 at 9:00 AM

    magically wonderful
    you are so skilled with words~

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