Tuesday, July 14, 2015

What I found after more than halfway on my journey



Artist:  Cecilia Levy


I love the tropical sun on my arms,
ice-cream & walking to be alone with my thoughts-

Restless water under the bridge folds & refolds the face of the moon.

I line up the words in my head, neatly stacked-

Catapult, sting, deadly intentions- which one will jump first off the wall?    

I am a needle, finding my thread & safety hooks 
      & beads of blessings

Cup is half-full, awaiting for this girl's heart, to turn it upside down.  

But look closer, I am a thread unfurling 
      I am a sapling rising, fingers wet with summer rain -

      


My Word List:   sun, ice-cream, bridge, cup is half-full, words,  rain

Posted for D'verse Poets Pub -  Sharing a bit of myself ~ Thanks to Marina for hosting ~

Thanks for the visit ~

35 comments:

  1. the words sure can flow, as they grow in the sun or rain

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  2. Nice. I love how you captured the movement of the water in the folding and refolding of the moon. Ha, turning the half ful cup over is an interesting thought. Would it still be half full, just the top half - or does it spill out making it all empty. I dunno, my brain just kinda ran with that one.

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    1. That depends on what you want to happen, ha ~ Love the possibilities, smiles ~

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  3. what a soft pleasure reading this. gracias for sharing mi amiga

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  4. I enjoyed this moment of reflection, as if I too were there! Love that cup!

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  5. a thread unfurling and a sapling rising - cool images grace - and i too love a walk alone with my thoughts - just space to breathe and maybe the birth hour of a poem

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  6. Ice cream and being alone with your own thoughts? if tthat doesn't sound wonderful... smilles. I love the folding of the moon's face by the restless water. Ugh those little descriptions are what make poetry for me

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  7. Beautiful imagery in this, Grace. Read like a meditation for me.

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  8. this poem reminds me of the old marital arts saying "that the green and supple survive the harshest winds" - perhaps we need that inside too.

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  9. A great closing line, but at first I read "fingerlings"; odd how our own poetic filters work on auto-pilot; lovely imagery & nice tease of who you are beneath them.

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  10. I too loved the folding and refolding of the moon--Beautiful write Grace!

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  11. I loved this! Such beautiful images here depicting your warm persona :D
    Beautifully penned!

    Lots of love,
    Sanaa

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  12. Beautiful, Grace. The poem and the wonderful cup and saucer image above.

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  13. I love so many of the things you do. But, you just frame the words so beautifully, creating images that soothe the soul. Lovely writing Grace. And wonderful to know you.

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  14. Sounds like a collection of haiku or tanka poems (and the fact that they are not all of equal length makes it even more magical and intriguing). As a glass half-empty kind of person, I really appreciate your cup half-full mentality!
    Can fully relate to the restless water, but I also wanted to remark on these lines which I'm still figuring out and responding to internally:
    I am a needle, finding my thread & safety hooks
    & beads of blessings

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    1. The italized ones are American sentences, smiles ~

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  15. So much goodness here. I am a sapling rising, fingers wet with summer rain, Catapult, sting, deadly intentions- which one will jump first off the wall?

    Your flow is lovely to read!

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  16. I adore the closing line. So beautiful.

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  17. I read your poetry, and feel so inadequate. I am rusty…Suffering from Summer Brain perhaps?

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    1. I adore yours, no need to compare as our journeys are different ~ Thanks for joining us ~

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  18. Oh.. lovely DREAMS of ice-cream
    memes.. onboardwalk beach under
    DATEpalm trees.. MOONlitenite
    diatoms glow in flowing gulf
    streams.. eyes of Love under
    balmy July clouds.. ah Summer
    Delight.. pillow sand with breeze..:)

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  19. Very nice, Grace; you are in the prime of your life...the moon line is wonderful!

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  20. The image of the moon is so enchanting - a mental bit of elusive origami. the last two lines though, blow me totally away. The beads of blessings on the fabric of your life make it a beautiful thing.

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  21. This is glorious! I felt a bit of envy. Again, glorious.

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  22. "I line up the words in my head, neatly stacked" ... that's me alright ... smiles ... every day ... in order to reach people's hearts ... u?

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  23. Nicely done with the prompts given Grace--remind me of Burroughs cut and paste style (though easier on the mind to comprehend your intent.)

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  24. A lovely, and interesting, poem which I read twice for pleasure.

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  25. I posted a lovely comment to this from my phone last night, but when I went to log into my Google account to publish it, it disappeared. Anyway, I love your word choices. Your first sentence really hooked me because it brought back memories of my recent trip to Hawaii, basking in the tropical sun. In this I see both a desire for growth and contentment with the status quo. Having both simultaneously is wonderful. Peace, Linda

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  26. This is beautiful, Grace! Love the imagery of the water folding/refolding, your cup half-full, and sapling rising...gentle, yet powerful --like you, i think!

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  27. Grace, this is lovely! Warm greetings from Montreal. :)

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  28. Fantastic......I loved each line...all those images they brought to my mind...!!

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  29. This is beautiful.....so many gorgeous word images here :-)

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  30. you may be a thread unfurling, but I suspect you may also be the stitch that binds ~

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