Monday, September 1, 2014

Straight down


I calculate

    where the dusty road winds & breaks into an acapella 
    how low the fig tree can kneel against the storm 
    how much the blowfly grass weighs in my hand
    when the red moon will outdance the sun's stripper show 
   
by degrees & points in my x & y axis chart

But for you
I would fall

straight down 
rain falling
through a crooked morning





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27 comments:

  1. Find the one to fall straight down for and both keep on a falling

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  2. But for you
    I would fall

    There will always be the loved one to help through! Nicely Grace!

    Hank

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  3. Dusty road ~ on its own .. love the visual and the poem.

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  4. Oh there are parameters we cannot calculate.. Love those examples.. but then the weight of that rain.. just falling.. and that's good :-)

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  5. this i read as if i was viewing an abstract work of art on exhibition; nice one; have a good Monday

    much love...

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  6. This might sound cold--but I am old--and I'd say to bend every-which-way, but never fall. If you are drop of rain, land on my bended bow...well, that's how I feel today anyway!

    You write so well, dear, leaves me flying on tangents.

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  7. Ah, yes! This is beautifully done. Kelly's words and photo are very inspiring.

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  8. fall like rain...nice...
    nice nod to geometry as well with the cooridate plane...
    there are some things we can calculate...
    and others...well it may be best we can not...
    smiles.

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  9. Dear Grace
    Your brief introduction is very powerful!
    A poem with many emotions and colours. Well done!

    JetteMajken

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  10. This is just gorgeous. The first 2 lines just captivated me, Grace.

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  11. Oh! Will you? Did you? Feels like an absolutely magical promise.

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  12. the stairrods setting the morning to rights?

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  13. So much beautiful imagery in this stanza

    "where the dusty road winds & breaks into an acapella
    how low the fig tree can kneel against the storm
    how much the blowfly grass weighs in my hand
    when the red moon will outdance the sun's stripper show"

    I feel like I get spoilt every time I visit here.

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  14. But for you
    I would fall

    straight down
    rain falling
    through a crooked morning...
    absolutely gorgeous

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  15. The calculations, the admission of how the narrator would fall.....so intelligently romantic.

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  16. This is poignant, beautifully simple, and boldly vulnerable. I love it.

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  17. You have added your own art/beauty to Kelly's photo. Both are beautiful

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  18. so well done to the prompt, Grace ~

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  19. I LOVE THIS. everything about it! bravo.

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  20. We all have "that one" that we would take that fall for...

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  21. Love the shape... and the analytical tone of your poem.

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  22. math … and romance - who would have known how well they can go together. Really, stunning imagery of words!

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  23. Nothin' I love better than a little math in a poem. This is great.

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  24. I love fall and this is beautiful!

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  25. a wonderful combination of science, nature, emotion, connection

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  26. Love this Grace, especially the close. Beautiful!

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