This photo, taken by Rodger Allen Blaut and offered to poets as inspiration for writing, along with his interview on meditative photography, inspired me to offer this piece, written several years ago in the form of a sonnet, and re-written in free-verse this morning. Feel free to visit One Stop Poetry if you haven’t already. A great site for poets, writers and lovers of the art of words. http://oneshotpoetry.blogspot.com/2010/09/one-shoot-sunday-interview-with.html
Ice Retreat
Four trees like soldiers stood
to bear her arms
Tears carved
wet, black trails
down weathered bark
a sigh released
breath-trace of love
once full, now stark
a promise smashed
Eyes that once held warmth
scraped angry scorn
ice against her face
She ran into the copse
where song of lark
and trail of fox
led through the realm of hart
where fallow doe could trust
wood’s gentle form
In the rough bark embrace
her heart sensed the tree
rooted in loam and leaves
decaying history
witness to her shame
absorb her despair
surge and throb
pulsing empathic beat
One wafting copper leaf
landed
caught in a strand
gentle
like a mother’s hand
upon her hair
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I read through a number of your posts and have enjoyed them all. They flow nicely, drawing me from line to line. And rich thoughts. May your work be fruitful. – bill
Thank you for the reading and the blessing. Both very much appreciated!
I cannot agree more with what Bill said…perfectly penned my friend. Hugs x
Thank you! And thanks for your e-mail telling me about Jingle’s new Monday blog – looks good!
I have to get back on line later and do some reading – I’m falling behind… There are so many really good writers out there. Yourself one of them.
You have an interesting style. I like the cadence (if that’s the right term) of your poem. I like how the short lines create a rhythm. I would offer a better comment to this poem, but I have none at the moment. Except maybe, I enjoy how you structure your lines. It’s great to have met you in this big blog universe. I’ll try to drop by as often as I could.
Thanks so much 83. Your logo, by the way, is cool. Very professional – I love it! Looking forward to our mutual enjoyment of writing and sharing. Cadence is the right word. Perfect word, actually. It means the music of the lines. Glad you felt that – to me poetry isn’t poetry without a sense of music in it, either in word-sounds or in the rythym.
You’re the first person to say anything about my logo. Glad you like it. 🙂 It’s one of the first things I made upon learning how to work on certain software.
Yes, there is music in poetry.I break my lines depending on how I want the poem to sound.
wow…brilliant imagery, Cindy! It’s really amazing how a picture can inspire…isn’t it?!
Bring out the deepest feelings, that you never even realized existed!
A beautifully written poem, my friend… carried through perfectly till the end..
Kudos!!
Thank you Kavita. Many congrats on your new position at jingle. You and Amanda are the PERFECT people for that job. 🙂
I really like your writings here. I saw your post on lovelyannie79 page: if you aven’t already received it, seven Storey Mountain is AMAZING!..worth every second of reading..quite a being
Thank you for visiting, commenting and for the book recommendation. I’m looking forward to the good read. I’ll drop in and read from your site later tonight. Best wishes, BPW
hello friend, thank you for visiting my blog and for your very kind comment 🙂
this poem was high in imagery, loved the graphic 🙂
Thanks, William. Glad you enjoyed it
beautiful!
🙂
Indeed something to be treasured. well done my friend – hope to read more from you in future events
lovely imagery! and the flow of your language is mesmerizing!
Thank you, Mair.
Beautiful and a little sad. In the end, this is Mother Nature at her most loving.