Sunday, November 11, 2012

poppies

graft with me
and gather poppies/ graft
with me and
follow the moon

no grace can hold
us captive/ no faith can mark
us red/ graft with

me your heart to
mine/ as
we are lovers of wind/ of
rain/of similar skies
woolen to mute/ lovers
of days less
then/ so shall we

gather

now poppies
prior to our calm/ prior to our sun
and the naming
of our grave

bkmackenzie
copyrighted 2012

Girls in a Poppy Field, c. 1896
Edmund Montague Morris, Canadian, 1871 - 1913

8 comments:

  1. Lovely, Barbara.

    I'm working on a poem now.

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  2. mmm lovely...love the grafting together and that you keep coming back to it...unity leads us forward...and i like the near same yet different lines as well....

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    1. thank you Brian...as always....blessings..bkm

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  3. graft, gather, grace and grave, a beautiful call to love before the bleeding ends.

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  4. Thank you my Gnome..I always look forward to your thoughts...blessings..bkm

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  5. how completely beautiful! I love the way you've threaded the lines through each other...everything linked...I invite you to participate in the gratitude quilt this year...I think you will appreciate the experience of sharing what you are grateful for and viewing the whole quilt unfurled on Nov 22...stop by my blog to learn more about it.

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  6. Such carefully interwoven words. I haven't been around for some time, Barbara and am so glad I caught this today...

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