Thursday, February 18, 2010

Poetry Friday....with a twist.

Poetry Fridays where we say:

It's Poetry Friday. Let's go into our weekend prepared "to live deep and suck out all the marrow of life". Every Friday post a poem- yours or someone else's.

This Friday I'll post a poem I just wrote. I haven't written a poem in an awfully long time--but part of my Lent is to try to write something everyday and this is what I ended up with.



The blackness of the
fingered

trees
Their tortured grasp of

gnarled
hands
That reach moonward through

blue-black

night

Creak whispers into

changing
wind
As stillness groans just

out of
reach.


2.18.2010

5 comments:

  1. Thanks Shannon. I always enjoy what you write. Been meaning to share this for a while...
    one of my favorite poems, written by Stanley Kunitz.

    The Layers

    I have walked through many lives,
    some of them my own,
    and I am not who I was,
    though some principle of being
    abides, from which I struggle not to stray.
    When I look behind,
    as I am compelled to look
    before I can gather strength
    to proceed on my journey,
    I see the milestones dwindling
    toward the horizon
    and the slow fires trailing
    from the abandoned camp-sites,
    over which scavenger angels
    wheel on heavy wings.
    Oh, I have made myself a tribe
    out of my true affections,
    and my tribe is scattered!
    How shall the heart be reconciled
    to its feast of losses?
    In a rising wind
    the manic dust of my friends,
    those who fell along the way,
    bitterly stings my face.
    yet I turn, I turn,
    exulting somewhat,
    with my will intact to go
    wherever I need to go,
    and every stone on the road
    precious to me.
    In my darkest night,
    when the moon was covered
    and I roamed through wreckage,
    a nimbus-clouded voice
    directed me:
    "Live in the layers,
    not on the litter."
    Though I lack the art
    to decipher it,
    no doubt the next chapter
    in my book of transformations
    is already written,
    I am not done with my changes.

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  2. That is awesome Dana...wow! I am blown away. Thank you for posting it!!

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  4. Love your poem! I also enjoy writing poetry, but haven't for quite some time. I really like your About Me section, where it says "all I ever hoped for and all I ever feared." Ain't that the truth!?

    -Maggie (from GCM)

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