In a song never his
In the bird world,
in songs not his own,
in squirrel harmonies and
the deep-breathed rhythm of trees,
the long exhale of winter
in dusk’s violet
he thinks how love climbs like vines–
how easily they wither
but drop seeds to sleep under the rustle
of rust-rotted leaf blankets
as seasons pass beneath gnarled roots
fingers pointing down–
and now he above in aged-rasped voice cries,
our earth, our light, how blue!
Some of you will recognize that this is a revision of my poem from the Oracle, which you can read here. I revised it to make it more imagist for TopTweetTuesday and shared it there. I’m sharing it now with dVerse Open Link Night.
Reblogged this on NEW BLOG HERE >> https:/BOOKS.ESLARN-NET.DE.
For me it sounds a little bit mysterious, but beautiful. Thanks for sharing, Merril! Enjoy a nice rest of the week! xx Michael
Thank you very much, Michael!
Enjoy the rest of your week, too!
I love those last words. (K)
Thank you very much, Kerfe.
Thank you so much, Linda! 😊
Luv the colours of your moods in this one
Thank you very much, Gillena! 💙
This is absolutely gorgeous writing, Merril! I especially love; “in dusk’s violet he thinks how love climbs like vines–how easily they wither but drop seeds to sleep under the rustle of rust-rotted leaf blankets.” 💘💘
Thank you so much, Sanaa! 💙
Love the imagery!
Thank you very much, Marie!
Good to hear you read this image-rich poem today, Merril.
Thank you very much, Lisa. It was great to see you and hear you read, too.
You’re welcome. It was a nice group yesterday.
Your poem is gorgeous, Merril. I was completely swept away. It gave me chills of loveliness. One of the most beautiful things I’ve read in a while.
Wow–thank you for your very kind, enthusiastic words, Diana. I appreciate them so much!
Really stunning. It hit me just the right way.
Thank you so much, again!
I enjoyed your reading, Merril. I like the image of seeds that drop to sleep, offering hope.
Thank you very much, Ken!
Oh, those last two lines–straight to the heart!!
Thank you for that comment, Liz! 💙
You’re welcome, Merril!
Following the link to your original allowed me to savour it once more – especially the second verse
Thank you so very much, Derrick. 💙
I cannot decide which I like best. So I won’t 🙂 I still love this oh, so much, Merril.
Aww–thank you, Dale. 💙
I love that cry of the final line: it has huge impact!
Thank you very much, Ingrid. I’m so pleased you feel that!
I loved your reading of this poem… and I love the way you described the process.
Thank you very much, Björn.
So neat how I can actually hear this poem. Thank you, Meril!
Thank you so much, Resa!