Saturday, August 6, 2016

here is a day

here is a day
when the sky breathes larger
the lark seems higher

in blue
in a blue that breaks; laughs
at the sun
orb of worship
master of not - the one
who feels
the sear upon seasoned face

here is a day
where feather and cloud circle in dance: free
not grey
in vessel of  heart and
vast its sea

as i trace, and i trace and i
trace
the vision - its light
trace lark and orb and feathered dance
until sky; the day
leaves certain my sight

bkmackenzie
copyrighted 2016

44 comments:

  1. Well composed delight. Appreciate you sharing.

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    1. Thanks Martin. I have some catching up to do it has been awhile since really writing...bkm

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  2. You have a beautiful way of characterizing the day!

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  3. one can feel the vast expanse in the lines and there is a breath of freedom...

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  4. one can feel the vast expanse in the lines and there is a breath of freedom...

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  5. How beautiful! "in a blue that breaks" and therefore spirit is free and laughing and sharing. Thank you.

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  6. here is a day
    where feather and cloud circle in dance: free
    not grey
    in vessel of heart and
    vast its sea


    Sigh... beautiful lines!!

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  7. Your motifs are ones that I can relate to , so I found myself falling into the poem, and looking at the sky, clouds, birds and day anew.

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  8. Strong confident piece - I particularly liked: "the sear upon seasoned face..." And will be back for more... With Best Wishes Scott

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  9. This is very beautiful, Barbara. I especially love the feather and cloud dancing free.

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  10. I love the pattern in your words..how each line follows and flows..like an orbit of its own..a celebration of the finer aspects of a day we so often allow to pass us by unnoticed..like breath itself

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  11. You've woven together lovely mystic, free-spirited images in this piece, and put into words something quite wonderful: the primal urge to be free. Joyful and life-affirming.

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  12. As each day dawns we are invited to be; make the most of it and be happy for who knows what tomorrow will bring. How wonderful your words were to encourage us to see that.

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  13. Your record of that day is very clever.
    Thanks for dropping in at my Sunday Lime

    Much love...

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  14. Poetical, "orb of worship" we'd be lost without it. I loved this.

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  15. Poetry in motion... very nice.
    ZQ

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  16. I love the images and myths in this, the breaking of the blue opening it for all. A day such as this is a miracle.

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  17. I love your use of repetition in this, the idea of the sky breathing, and this:
    "a blue that breaks; laughs" YES.

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  18. Smiles.. my FriEnd
    thiS BrinGs to greater
    liGht how much greater
    iT iS to worship A sky
    blue and sun
    of yellow
    than
    words
    in black
    and white
    print of pAges
    that only yellow
    dead in days gone by..
    where all is holy.. sacred
    and living blue the rivers
    of blood that veins
    our love
    stands
    above
    and
    below
    now with
    Ocean
    blues
    that KNows
    no home
    now but
    God as eArTh
    Nature allone..
    as Love we give
    as Love we take
    as lovE we share
    as eARTh we make..
    and love
    we now
    do.. blUe
    eYe oF God's Nature
    Truth iN liGht oF BlUe..:)

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  19. Especially love the image of the feather and cloud circling in dance. Just a love piece of poem-ing.

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  20. I love the repetition of 'here is a day', which feels like to are offering it to me as I read, and your day is beautiful. I especially enjoyed the lines:
    'in a blue that breaks; laughs
    at the sun'
    and
    'where feather and cloud circle in dance: free
    not grey'
    and the echo of the line
    'as i trace, and i trace and i
    trace
    the vision'.

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  21. as i trace, and i trace and i
    trace
    the vision - its light
    trace lark and orb and feathered dance
    until sky; the day
    leaves certain my sight

    Sigh... beautifully poignant!

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  22. I love the line breaks and that ending, as if you are catching feathers and light. The yearning for freedom is strong in your words.

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  23. This poem feels so free and expansive...I'm pretty sure I've been there before, looking at the same wide sky in the same, wide-open way. Thanks for taking me there again.

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  24. Lovely images, lovely music, creating a lovely dance.

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  25. Gayle Walters RoseAugust 9, 2016 at 7:26 PM

    Your image of expanse comes through very clearly...that sky feels vast and endless. I like the feather and cloud dancing through it too. Somehow it expanded me too.

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  26. Here is the day... " I love the rhythm and flow of this piece. Light and carefree. :)

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  27. Love the title repeated as refrain.

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  28. Love the title repeated as refrain.

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  29. Love the i trace repetition.
    Using the dVerse prompt -- so glad you joined us in this wonderful prompt. It would be wonderful if you'd add a line at the end of the poem, indicating to others that this is in response to a dVerse prompt and create the link to the prompt. That would enable others to find this great little virtual pub for poets and join in the fun! Also enables others to receive some great feedback and support for their writing.
    Enjoyed this poem over my morning cup! Hope to see you again at dVerse!

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    1. Will do Lillian. I usually link forgot this time....bkm

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  30. I never want to miss the day you speak of...a blue day indeed.

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  31. That's pretty, reminds me of the song uncloudy day, or lazy larks making circles in the sky, thanks

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  32. Ah you describe those great clear bright says so well and with such enjoyment. Thanks. K.

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