Sunday, November 6, 2011

life




any artisan knows
you can craft beads
out of bones (coveted and cleaned )

but you will not call it life

any poet knows
you can pen a thought
out of granite stoned (purchased and polished)
smooth

but you will not pen it as life

any wood-smith knows
you can plane, you can whittle
you can sand something
beautiful out of death - but we all know

it will never be called Life...

bkmackenzie
copyrighted 2011
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21 comments:

  1. Uma AnandaneNovember 6, 2011 at 9:23 AM

    Truth written with words...nice.

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  2. Mimi FoxmortonNovember 6, 2011 at 9:41 AM

    Beads out of bones......
    I love that.........

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  3. anthonynorthNovember 6, 2011 at 10:26 AM

    So very true. Great words.

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  4. Brian MillerNovember 6, 2011 at 11:00 AM

    sombre bit of truth in that...

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  5. The Blog of BeeNovember 6, 2011 at 11:08 AM

    Coming to terms with one's own mortality is not always easy. The truth here is stunning.

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  6. MartinNovember 6, 2011 at 12:23 PM

    A beautiful reminder of how precious life is.

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  7. christopherNovember 6, 2011 at 12:34 PM

    The dance of opposites.
    The swirl of value and heart.
    Behind that are the losses.

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  8. C.M. JacksonNovember 6, 2011 at 2:52 PM

    Well done...life vs death

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  9. JJ Roa RodriguezNovember 6, 2011 at 4:16 PM

    well penned! it's beautiful!

    JJRod'z

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  10. Tumblewords:November 6, 2011 at 7:01 PM

    Indeed! This is lovely work.

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  11. Isabel DoyleNovember 7, 2011 at 12:26 AM

    beautiful images forming your argument

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  12. annell4November 7, 2011 at 4:41 AM

    Beautifully done. I really love it!

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  13. LynNovember 7, 2011 at 12:32 PM

    A very original tilt to this..a toast to life itself!

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  14. Roy SchulzeNovember 7, 2011 at 12:51 PM

    It may not be "life," but at least it's the opposite of entropy. Nice poem. My Magpie this week is A Plot Both Great and Grand.

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  15. HelenNovember 7, 2011 at 4:28 PM

    The artisan, the poet, the wood smith ... you captured their philosophies well.

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  16. FireblossomNovember 8, 2011 at 5:15 PM

    Very interesting structure on this. I like it.

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  17. MargaretNovember 8, 2011 at 5:22 PM

    An artist needs to create, but the best artists live life intensely Beautiful poem.

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  18. hyperCRYPTICalNovember 9, 2011 at 5:56 AM

    Great words.

    Anna :o]

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  19. UnspokenNovember 9, 2011 at 9:48 AM

    I love this take.

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  20. Carrie Van HornNovember 9, 2011 at 2:59 PM

    Yes only God can make a tree.....love the truths in this poem Bkm...it is beautifully written. :-)

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  21. dsNovember 10, 2011 at 9:23 PM

    Yowza! Wonderful.

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