Friday, September 16, 2011

glass houses




i walk above the ground
on stilts, above the strife
away from glass houses down below -now broken into life

and i write across the soil
in braille across my soul
"Does anyone recognise me?" - "Anyone there below?"

complying my fear of falling
in with my fear of hand
titling fear until it overtakes  me - too distant to understand

the hills and deep valleys of desert
and god's waters without end
i walk, i just write across the barren -  throwing words against the wind

bkmackenzie
copyrighted 2011

Posted for Poets United - glass houses Thursday Think Tank

Got the Everyday Goddess Award for this one...Thank You so much...bkm

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9 comments:

  1. laurie kolpSeptember 16, 2011 at 4:27 PM

    I really enjoyed this... especially the last verse..."throwing words against the wind"

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  2. Kenia SantosSeptember 16, 2011 at 6:28 PM

    To walk on stilts - this is what I'd fear the most.

    Great take at the prompt Barbara. :-)

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  3. Brian MillerSeptember 16, 2011 at 7:27 PM

    wicked flow...like the braile....the glass house broke in life below...and great end as well throwing words in the wind...

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  4. The UnknowngnomeSeptember 16, 2011 at 9:48 PM

    You've done it again! This is musical and tight and I so relate to it. It breaks new wind(ows).

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  5. Everyday GoddessSeptember 17, 2011 at 6:29 AM

    stunning! i so enjoy your work.

    i gave you one of my weekly Goddess awards if you would like to stop by my place to collect it.

    In joy,
    elise

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  6. AnonymousSeptember 17, 2011 at 10:46 AM

    there is a sense of darkness in this poem, but beautiful words. the poet walks above the glasshouses, does it mean he/she is above vanity which grabbed this land, is it falling towards sin the poet fear? a poem to think about. well done.

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  7. dsSeptember 17, 2011 at 10:15 PM

    Keep throwing those words against the wind, especially when they come back like this. Fear, yes, but determination also.
    Thank you.

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  8. AnonymousSeptember 18, 2011 at 9:21 AM

    Love the imagery of this, stilts, words against the wind

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  9. Carrie Van HornSeptember 20, 2011 at 9:47 AM

    A brilliant and beautiful poem Bkm....i love this one...it is well deserving of a goddess award indeed! :-)

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