moving out of space
i sample green, there is breath
in leaving behind
there is surrender
in life-like - a winter bird can
call soul out
of comforts, content, out of a confident heart
chill awakens
slumber - dance long then its frozen
path, pilfer all its pagan desire
for warm,
for soft, for
love, for
green
bkmackenzie
copyrighted 2012
for d'Verse Open Link Night
we are all like this bird
ReplyDeletecool image and poem
Thank you my monk friend....blessings...bkm
ReplyDeletethere is breath in leaving behind...i like that...there are some things...and plays well with surrender in the next bit...like the symbolism of the green as well...
ReplyDeletethank you Brian your support is priceless as always...bkm
Deletethere is breath
ReplyDeletein leaving behind.. wonderful...and love the title as well...wonderful images
Oh, the simplicity of this goes straight to my heart...but not simple in concept at all.
ReplyDeleteIt seems to me a yearning towards spring...or to life represented by 'green'.
But lovely in any case, Barbara. And...it is a very confident poem.
Lady Nyo (Jane)
This has to be one of my favorites of yours, Barbara. Beautiful images and available to us on more than one level. Love it!
ReplyDeletesuch gentleness to this piece
ReplyDeleteHow appropriate and BEAUTIFUL a picture, that greenish shade makes me like the color green again!
ReplyDeleteI am loving to wait here and be thoughtful, read and view (enlarged) again!
Thank you!
Oh! And PEACE, Barbara!
A perfect picture of winter longing - so compressed and meaningful. Beautiful.
ReplyDeleteI love the leaving behind and surrender and then the calling out and awakening after the death. Lovely :)
ReplyDeleteThis is beautiful.
ReplyDeleteLovely imagery and photo.
ReplyDeleteTruly beautiful imagery here, Barb. I saw on facebook it was your birthday, so I am sending a belated birthday wish your way. I hope it was wonderful.
ReplyDeletePamela
Beautiful. Perfect reflection. Lovely.
ReplyDeleteThank you Barbara.
Beautiful words.
ReplyDeleteThere is comfort in the green...
Anna :o]
I had to reread this twice. it wasnt CONtent, it was cuntent, it wasnt this way, it was the other. Your words demand to be read out loud and studied before they will yield more than just the first feelings of seduction.
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