Northern hemisphere winter:
stasis in ice
and feather-patterned windows.
Parched
alabaster skin, cracked,
numb, circulation impeded.
Nature's abandonment -
how forsaken we are!
Blue fingertips and nose. Concrete walls
disintegrating: sand regressed
to molecular rock
from warmer times I cannot reach
when sun rose high,
had warmth
and short shadows.
Lungfuls of air were painless then,
just invigorating.
Something stirs
within Earth's core -
an excitement, anticipation.
Inexplicable.
And so I
dig deep, find Creation's impulse.
Evolution's call
is in the blood
and I
am the emissary:
the tiny green shoot
that splits the rock-hard soil
to speak
of life eternal.
Hi Ygraine..Amazing!!... so deeply beautiful...I loved every moment of it..and the picture to match is stunning. There is something uniquely-powerful in these words that is tugging at me today....I love the rhythm and movement of words along with the imageries ..words always fail..but for me..all of your poems touch me uniquely...and this one feels deep and strong...awesome and inspiring!
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Oh Victoria...I am finding it hard to find the words to thank you. I find your beautiful comment deeply moving...these kind words have truly touched my Soul...so I will simply say...thank you...although that is grossly inadequate...but I mean it - from the heart.
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so good dear Ygraine and the pictures are amazing!!
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Oh thank you, Gloria!
DeleteThat means so much to me:)
xoxoxo
You have a wonderful skill of infusing a personality into nature --both personalizing and universalizing the tremendous operations of the planet. My compliments and admiration.
ReplyDeleteThank you so much, Geo...I find your more than generous comment incredibly encouraging...:)
DeleteOnce again, an epic masterpiece, my friend. Great work :)
ReplyDeleteOh wow...many, many thanks, Keith! :)
DeleteYou are so talented, dear Ygraine, and I love the images you are sharing as well. :)
ReplyDeleteYou are so talented, dear Ygraine, and I love the images you are sharing as well. :)
ReplyDeleteMy heart-felt thanks, Linda.
DeleteIt means so much to know you liked this! :)
Hello Ygraine,
ReplyDeleteNIce words with wonderful shots.
It looks very cold...brr..!!
Kind regards,
Marco
Yes...we're definitely in the grip of an intensely cold spell - but unfortunately without any beautiful snow :/
DeleteMany thanks, Marco.:)
oh...and WOW I felt the pain,,,,and then the sweet relief of warmth coming through, oh you are you so are the best dramatic writer, how i love what you write always my dear friend xoxoxo
ReplyDelete...and you are more than kind, dear Lorraine...so much more than my poor attempts at self-expression really deserve!
DeleteBut I am SO grateful...thank you so much:)
xoxoxo
love that icy window. Looks like mine at -2 deg C :)
ReplyDeleteHa...thought I'd catch the ice before it thawed! That morning it was -9 deg C. Brrrr!! ;)
DeleteMany thanks :)
you are the emissary...is that of new life? because that is the feel that i got...digging deep in the dark days to find that life which is already preparing for the coming spring....it is always coming.....
ReplyDeleteSpot on, Brian!
DeleteI was feeling so fed up with the endless cold...then I spotted these tiny green 'emissaries' of renewed life...and my spirits immediately lifted...
Many thanks:)
Wonderfully painful, make me love this time of year even more if only for the wonderful drama in this.. Thank you
ReplyDeleteThank you so much, Anthony...makes sharing my thoughts and feelings all the more worthwhile!:)
DeleteThat's a beautiful poem my friend, for I love its meaning, also I find your photos beautiful as well.
ReplyDeleteHave a wonderful day and the days and nights ahead,
Lon
Oh you are so kind, dear friend...thank you so much!
DeleteWishing you a fabulous week ahead too...:)
Boa tarde, texto perfeito construÃdo só por quem sabe, as imagens são maravilhosas.
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Many thanks...I really appreciate that!
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It's death and rebirth. Loved your poem because you took me places. It's somewhat bendy, your poem is. I couldn't read it like a straight line going from start to finish. Just before I thought it was going to end you introduced the green shoot. Marvellous. Thanks.
ReplyDeleteGreetings from London.
Funny you should find this "bendy"...as I wrote it, it felt disjointed.
DeleteWhatever I did with it, it still felt awkward...as if it had a life of it's own...so in the end, I just let it be!
Many thanks, CiL:)
Have a great Tuesday.
I also felt that it had a life of its own! :-)
DeleteGreetings from London.
So it wasn't just me...thought I was going mad!! lol
DeleteBeautiful. Wow, you can really play with words. :)
ReplyDeleteOh wow...thank you! :)
Deleteit was absolutely spot on! feels wonderful to visit your blog after ages :) your poetry always has been beautifully dramatic!
ReplyDeleteSo wonderful to hear from you again, Midnight...and thank you so much! :)
DeleteAmazing! Truly Amazing! Hugs ;o)
ReplyDeleteOh thank you, Sweetie!
DeleteDo hope all is OK with you...you are always in my thoughts...:)
Big Hugs xxx
Votos de uma bom fim de semana.
ReplyDeleteAG
Thank you!
DeleteWishing you a great weekend too...:)
Loved these words ...
ReplyDelete"the tiny green shoot
that spills the rock-hard soil
to speak of
life eternal
and I loved that last photo ..
Wonderful title ...
Have a lovely weekend dear Ygraine
Love & hugs
Thank you so much, Margie! So happy you liked it...:)
DeleteHave a fabulous weekend, dear friend!
Big Hugs xxx