sometimes I tire of reading, everything in blue
and choose an earthen stone
to ease this crusted mind
a blanket breath
of copper that begs this mortal heart
of copper that begs this mortal heart
cast a shield
cast an armor from the blue
from all that is given or known of time
take passage, take a wisdom, take rest
cast an armor from the blue
from all that is given or known of time
take passage, take a wisdom, take rest
in solitude of still
where a boundless sun
knows capture by a lady, a goddess of his own
with a virtues bail required
allowing life's repose - composed by harp of Lyra
allowing life's repose - composed by harp of Lyra
to an ancient siren's song
(blue) awaiting
ransom by a Pharaoh
or a
wistful cloud that
ransom by a Pharaoh
or a
wistful cloud that
drifts along
bkmackenie
copyrighted 2011
Lyra is a Northern Hemisphere constellation - the Lyre or Harp
very nice!! good response to the prompt - the lines "a blanket breath
ReplyDeleteof copper that begs this mortal heart" are great!!
Followed you all the way through brilliant
ReplyDelete"a wistful cloud that drifts along" what a relaxing thought that is. Nice poem for the prompt today..
ReplyDeleteGreat images, Barbara. Not sure about the right alignment, but it could grow on me.
ReplyDeleteNicely done. I especially like the imagery in the second stanza.
ReplyDeleteGordon, yes -- was struggling with this one - any suggestions are always welcome from you....bkm
ReplyDeletei am left wanting to sigh...or just go look through that window...lovely imagery bk
ReplyDeleteBeautifully done, Barbara. Loved the image too :)
ReplyDeleteThis is really a fine poem, Barbara. Every bit of it is luminous and your use of color and image to evoke emotion and thought is exceptionally clear here. I like everything you write, but this is going on my favorites list.
ReplyDeleteBeautifully written, lovely imagery.
ReplyDelete"sometimes I tire of reading, everything in blue
and choose an earthen stone" is a poem in itself.
I agree with Zouxzoux. a fantastic opening.
ReplyDeleteI absolutely adore the cadence of this. It begs to be spoken aloud. The images and emotions evoked from the colors are beautiful.
ReplyDeleteThis is a breathing out, an exhalation, only underlined by the placement of the words. Beautiful imagery throughout, vivid with color and emotions. Not going to pick a favorite, like too many of them. Just thank you for sharing,
ReplyDeleteElizabeth
It's beautiful, B.K.
ReplyDeleteStunning beauty, delicate, tender words painting an amazing ray of colors. Nice!
ReplyDeleteLove this!
ReplyDeleteI heard birds singing today. It's been a while and after reading this it stirred my spiritual tanks like the birds song. Deeply beautiful.
ReplyDeleteI enjoyed this, the thoughts, wonderings, what ifs, and the right-sided alignment of the poem was an effective visual that added to the mood of this, for me...
ReplyDeleteI get the roundabout away from thought to thought, releasing one floor of it to get to deeper, higher, wider, wilder realms of it, as if the surfaces we're so attached to -- a book in the hand, lines on paper -- are like Arionhod's mere, so much blue hiding the castle down under. Loved it. - Brendan
ReplyDeleteSuch beautiful thoughts in this piece Bkm....love it! :-)
ReplyDeleteoh i love your thoughts...so unusual, creative and cool
ReplyDeleteIf you have a crusted mind your writing surely does not reveal that...
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