Tuesday, November 29, 2016

a season delivered

i have a doctorate in the ordinary
forecast change with
prayer flags
and a dab of color, sepia, charcoal in hope of red
there is a fog in the air
i may string lights, it saves on matches
and fossil fuel

satellites have a direct
line to our smartphones - few have a direct
line to our heart

astronomers search nightly for other worlds, alien
life forms
we come together - we divide -we divide
again - we come together
the earth and our lungs take
a deep breath

it's time to hang lights - time to
cultivate peppermint houses - topped
with gumdrops (green, red) houses
of imagery rooms, imagery life

there is a stillness
prayer flags hang - stopped praying
change is imminent, while
hearts involuntarily beat - satellites comfort,
comfort an uncomfortable world
reassuring there will be
a season delivered

bkmackenzie
2016



10 comments:

  1. I love your opening line and I love how the opening and closing stanzas work together--

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    1. Thank you so much Audrey for your comments...bkm

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  2. This has a Decembral sweep between the outer and inner, political and vatic worlds: Comforting and cautious at once, like whistling in the dark. Amen.

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  3. there is a stillness
    prayer flags hang - stopped praying
    change is imminent, while
    hearts involuntarily beat

    Such eloquent lines here!!❤️

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  4. We may search for life in other worlds but its here that we need stay connected, and hope for a better future in a world that has gone increasingly divided and fragmented.

    Thanks for joining us ~

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  5. To me this is like an exploration both outwards to the boundaries of universe... and inwards to our inner core... and maybe from a metaphysical point they are the same... That would be a wonderful theme to explore in poetry.

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  6. This is beautiful and soul searching.

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  7. I found this part to be a glorious image to imagine:"astronomers search nightly for other worlds, alien
    life forms
    we come together - we divide -we divide
    again - we come together
    the earth and our lungs take
    a deep breath "
    I really enjoyed reading your peom.

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