You stand at the edge of the field
Like an eagle inhaling the moment
Of dewdrops in the winter darkness
Under your feet, a garden grows
Shrubs, vines and flowers stretching
With each footfall, sure of their direction
Above your sky, a magnificent castle rises
Turrets strike out gold, silver and copper lights
With each spire, an architect’s dream becomes true
Before you, a forest speaks your language.
The moon tide is calling. A flare leaps like a
Signal from a distant mountain top.
Close your eyes and fall.
Posted for: D'verse Poets Pub : Creativity
oh, do like the mood tide... gentle pieceReplyDelete
Thank you wolfrosebud ~Delete
close your eyes and fall....lovely end...the forest does speak my language...ha...that whole stanza is a bunch of me...or how i think and all...ReplyDelete
with each footfall*...i wish i could be that sure...more times than not it is more the leap...
Yes, sometimes a leap of faith ~ Thanks Brian ~Delete
closing the eyes and fall..sometimes it's just that.. and we never know where the leap takes us...ReplyDelete
We have to trust that we will end up in a magical place ~ Thanks Claudia ~Delete
I like the shift back and forth from heaven to earth. Writing like falling . . . indeed.ReplyDelete
It is indeed ~ Thank youDelete
So true that we have to follow the flow, trust and fall. A vivid exploration of the inner voice and a wonderful reminder of the process. Thanks so much for joining us!ReplyDelete
Thanks for the wonderful prompt Anna ~Delete
Oh so beautiful!ReplyDelete
Thank you Ayala ~Delete
Very lovely,,,haunting,,,an invitation and a promise,,,ReplyDelete
Thank you Ellecee ~Delete
Close your eyes and RISE! that is what the falling is, and why the garden is growing and moving while you speak. Totally brilliant!!!!ReplyDelete
Yes, rise and leap ~ Thanks Susan ~Delete
Thank you RobertDelete
Before you, a forest speaks your language.ReplyDelete
Beautiful thoughts here, Grace, definitely speaking my language.
Thank you Nico ~Delete
Just beautiful Grace, really beauty:)ReplyDelete
Thank you Gloria ~Delete
Grace, I am totally in love with the last line... beautiful poem.ReplyDelete
Thank you Miriam ~Delete
Ah - a real sense of momentum here - or should I say swoop-- k.ReplyDelete
I like the swoop K ~ Thanks ~Delete
Oh this is amazing! The ending is absolutely stunning and I closed my eyes for a second and thought of seeing everything you wrote backwards as I'm falling. Beautiful!ReplyDelete
Thank you Gretchen ~ I was imagining myself in this manner as I write it ~Delete
Amazing write of "winging it" with romantic scenic overtones ;)ReplyDelete
Thank you Katy ~Delete
Really, Grace... this is amazing. I love the free-fall metaphor... we do have to take that leap of faith as writers & go where our flow takes us, don't we?ReplyDelete
Yes we do Laurie ~Delete
Just le everything go and take the leap, can be applied to many things in life. Your words sure take flight, hope you have a great night!ReplyDelete
Ah so good. So very very good. Love the feel of this piece.ReplyDelete
Grace, this sounds so magical. Beautifully wrought!ReplyDelete
...close your eyes and fall... sometimes in life trusting is the best surrender... excellent Grace... smiles...ReplyDelete
beautiful I want to fall into this placeReplyDelete
What a lovely image you have created. Love it!ReplyDelete
lovely...haunting...magical...all wrapped up in one.ReplyDelete
"Close your eyes and fall." - yes, that's the only way to creativity, as far as i'm concernedReplyDelete
very beautifully expressed, the whole
Oh that opening stanza is heavenly and then you just float all the way through until you fall...just stunning!ReplyDelete
if a poet falls in the forest we can hear her =)ReplyDelete
Very cool blog. Interesting posts. ;)ReplyDelete
Nice atmosphere guests with you here on the blog. ;]
Yours. Have a nice day. !
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I'm very concerned about this, please. :)
Sometimes I can feel the grasses and the bark of trees underneath my talons when in my previous life as an Eagle, I perched when not soaring, scoping the wonder of my home dressed in Nature's colors being shared by others.ReplyDelete
I tilt my head with my white feathered crown looking down and plead: please take care of our home, let me play in my azure sky and fish in the pristine clear waters.
When the New Year came in, to make her nest
So did a bird of prey to our poor chicken coup
Pecking to death one bird and leaving the rest
infected with mites that brought itch
into our house.
Your beautiful poem inspired my biographic note,
where nature was not so beautiful.
But your words are relieving and lifting -- a nice escape.
BTW, I could not tell who "You" is in this poem.
"You" is like an eagle, standing on a garden, looking into the sky before a forest.
Is it the reader? Is it another bird's wing? If so, watch out for the eagles and the hawks! :-)
"Close your eyes and fall. " - loved it !!!ReplyDelete
Your last line is a stunner! It reminds me so much of how I became a poet; it wasn't something I chose, rather something I fell into.ReplyDelete
I love the way this flows...it gave me a peaceful feeling :)ReplyDelete
This felt like part of my process... absorb the wonders of the natural world, imagine them into new incarnations, and then write about it. Terrific imagery, here, Grace.ReplyDelete
Terrific imagery. Loved the structure which seemed to complement your subject matter so well. Inspiring poetry:-)ReplyDelete
your last three lines are just killer. and the whole poem makes them sing. wonderful!ReplyDelete
Beautiful write... I especially like the last two stanzas... the forest speaking (I feel that too) and the last line of just closing your eyes and falling. Wonderful metaphor.ReplyDelete
The moon tide is calling.ReplyDelete
A flare leaps like a
Signal from a distant mountain top.
Close your eyes and fall
We often see dreams develop right in front of our eyes but we unfortunately ignore its goodness. That's how I read this. Nicely Grace!
Delightful. A poem of beauty about beauty and beautifully done!ReplyDelete
I love the idea of surrendering to the beautiful castle, what wonders wait within ?ReplyDelete
Very dreamy :)ReplyDelete
beautiful imagery, Grace ~ something you excel at!ReplyDelete