Tuesday, June 20, 2017

S.T.O.P.


i run on wheels
far and near
slaying deadlines
or i'm slayed
shadows sip my light 
workload burrow
space for rest




s m e l l rainy moss
b r e a t h e deeply
rubies of s i l e n c e
each leaf, s u m 
of r a i n d r o p s
i glimpse blue s k y, 
russet s u n,
sated bees, t o o
f a t   to  f l y 



Posted for the D'verse Poets Pub - Signs, hosted by Mish ~  Drop by when the pub doors open at 3pm EST.  Photo by Pixiebay .    Thanks for the visit ~

23 comments:

  1. Wow--a wonderful poetic blossoming from a mundane sign. As a kid, we always said S.(state) T.(tax) O.(on) P.(puppies). I like your line /shadows sip my light/.

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  2. Oh I love everything that comes after the stop sign... especially the sated bees... :-)

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  3. Love this, Grace! It reminds me of Leisure by W.H. Davies:
    What is this life if, full of care,
    We have no time to stand and stare.
    We all need stop signs to:
    's m e l l rainy moss
    b r e a t h e deeply
    rubies of s i l e n c e'.
    That's one of the reasons I get up so early every morning!

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  4. We all need a STOP sign every once in a while -- probably often!
    LOVE these lines:
    workload burrow
    space for rest
    And
    sated bees
    too fat to fly

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  5. The stop sign forces one to at least slow down and smell the rainy moss.

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  6. I like the bees...they have clearly been at the lavender. I accidentally paused at the traffic lights today...someone had to peep to remind me it was on green...I was lost in my own world.

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  7. Such gorgeous imagery here, Grace!❤️ Especially love "rubies of silence" sigh.. beautifully executed!❤️

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  8. I like how you stop, slow down (with spaces) and notice sated bees!

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  9. Wonderful, wonderful shift between the two stanzas that is so true to life. You remind me of what I'm trying to achieve at this point in my life.

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  10. This is one of those wonderful poems that needs to be heard out loud and enjoyed for it's sound and presence.

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  11. A brilliant way to present your sign .. and I love those sated fat bees!

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  12. Just love "russet sun". Life is so demanding. The pause from the stop sign is like a breath of air....much needed. I really enjoyed the contrast in your poem, Grace.

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  13. I like how you show us how to stop in your title and second stanza.'Slaying deadlines or I'm slayed' states the dilemma so well.

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  14. Very imaginative (what happen when we stop)

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  15. Oh Grace, we're almost on the same theme but yours is a true Beauty. Every word is breathing peace on this mundane world where: 'slaying deadlines / or i'm slayed' is the watchword.

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  16. The meeting of deadlines and fatality, futility? Juxtaposed with the comparison of rubies of silence. Wonderful structure!

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  17. Deadlines can sure stink, but stop and take much in can sure save one from the brink.

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  18. Gorgeous:

    "shadows sip my light"

    "rubies of s i l e n c e
    each leaf, s u m
    of r a i n d r o p s"

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  19. Well done, Grace. Have a beautiful weekend!

    Elsie

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  20. I love your images. I mean "fat bees" are a pictorial poem to me. I can feel how very rushed you are and then you unwind and begin to relax. It's good!

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  21. This piece bursts with life - a lovely reminder of what is there to take in, if we only just 'stop' and appreciate what is there, before us. Wonderful close!

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