Tuesday, September 11, 2012

summer wind





i am sitting between bare walls in
a dream slowly dying here,  a page
refuses to be turned, a chapter finished

somewhere i heard there is new
life there, but all has stilled and though
calm is welcome chaos proposes crave

a night does not throw its own light; a
night of worn thought does not pose sleep,
nor rest -and the bird black shimmers unseen

new seasons gather their own dust, layers
placed on a page so willingly noticed and
i hear there is new life there chapter-ed

is daylight a goddess, an omen of willows
movement? - listen to the coming of a
footstep, a breath, a sound of wanting, want

i am sitting between a chapter and a
dream now dying.  the day remains quiet and
silently speechless - it is now autumn, it is

and there is no need for chime, the cradle
sits empty and the gifting of pages
has sipped its last cup of summer wind

bkmackenzie
copyrighted 2012


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38 comments:

  1. 'the gifting of pages
    has sipped its last cup of summer wind'
    ..my oh my..i so adore these striking lines...and a gentle autumnal melody tinged with melancholy that your poem creates...beautiful, truly, and resonating~

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    1. thank you so much, I so appreciate you liking this piece...bkm

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  2. Stuck between the two, is a place many have been and will be, whether a book or the season.

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    1. so true Pat thanks for stopping in...bkm

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  3. You never fail to amaze and inspire me...such a wonderful poet.

    tlh

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    1. thank you Unknown...I am happy to inspire and I appreciate your kind words....many blessings...bkm

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  4. Beautiful poem, “is daylight a goddess,” “the bird black shimmers unseen,” and many more. Nice imagery.

    In a day there is a time
    To fill the silent caves
    Where thoughts nurture,
    Dormant for just
    A moment more.

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    1. Thank you Frank...especially for your lovely response...a day holds so many lifetimes within it of light and dark of sound and of silent...bkm

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  5. this really resonated with me, i am turning 50 this year, and so many of these lines spoke to me of the autumn of life.
    lovely.

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    1. Mrs...I am glad you could relate...time has a way of opening different views about our life...thank you...bkm

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  6. whew...there is a hardness to this...its evoked even in the first stanza...a stuckness in that place between a dream and reality....

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    1. not as hard as i would say thoughtful..reflective on where life has been as where it may go from here....bkm

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  7. and there is no need for chime, the cradle
    sits empty and the gifting of pages
    has sipped its last cup of summer wind

    Yes, a matured way of accepting a transition without surprises. Nicely, bkm!

    Hank

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    1. Thank you Kay...the gifting of pages is something we see forever fruitful even in silent transitions... unexpected...bkm

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  8. I like to think of all my days like wilting leaves,at nightfall it does too and when the sun rises again I am an empty branch with only a bud ready to start its growth. A lovely telling of this give to change in the journey, allowing the experience is such a beautiful thing. Lovely write ~ Rose

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    1. Thank you C.Rose...I do so appreciate your beautiful comment...it is a journey isn't it....bkm

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  9. I believe I have been there also, Barb. Every day is new, even as we turn with the coming season, just beautiful.

    Pamela

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  10. "new seasons gather their own dust"..."there is no need for chime"
    So much wisdom in this beautiful piece. But some sadness, too. I do love your writing. Thank you.

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    1. Thank you ds...I love your comments...you inspire me really...thank you...bkm

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  11. Fantastic, especially the closing lines, which made me catch my breath....summer wind.....

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    1. Thank you Sherry...so good to hear from you...I have missed you....bkm

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  12. too many amazing lines to quote, each stunning on its own. i had to read once focusing on each line before rereading as a whole. the word that comes to mind is exquisite!

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    1. My Heart..thank you for your wonderful comments...I am so glad you enjoyed the read and rereading...I do appreciate your words, thank you...bkm

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  13. A beautiful piece...much enjoyed. Thank you!

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    1. Thank you for reading and commenting...bkm

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  14. I too feel the melancholy as I drift in your dream.

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    1. Thank you my friend...thanks for stopping in...bkm

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  15. Beautiful poem-- gorgeous images throughout...xxxj

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  16. Love sitting between a chapter and a dream, and-

    new seasons gather their own dust, layers
    placed on a page so willingly noticed and
    i hear there is new life there chapter-ed

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    1. Thank you Laurie your words are always appreciated...bkm

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  17. Gorgeous poetry...I love the descriptions you use, especially that last line...melancholy & lovely

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  18. always a sucker for your seasonal verses. I luv the unique way you write. Its so interesting

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    1. Michael..thank you for the lovely comments...they encourage and inspire...bkm

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  19. We've all found ourselves in this space, between what was, and waiting to become - and yet not being able to turn that page, not able to bloom into fullness. But the seasons do change, and there will be a time when you will be able to move into the next chapter.

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