Mendenhall Ice Caves, Juneau, Alaska
the color
of my sky, deep velvet blue
here the river
gravitates towards its womb: a cave
carved out
of wind & mountain of solid ice
my hands
touch the arctic stones, glazed-cobalt walls
but there's
no sensation, nothing burns nor sears
the memories
no awakening but
silence, haven
suspended time
perhaps
this is my salvation
Posted for Imaginary Garden for Real Toads - Hannah's Challenge - Haunted & Hungry
and Flash Fiction Friday - for the G-man - Happy Friday ~
Beautiful!
ReplyDeleteGreetings, RW & SK
Thank you ~
DeleteThis is awesome... The last line is my favorite.
DeleteI feel the chill and the silence in your words. Enjoyed the pic!
ReplyDeleteIt is cold in that place ~ I forgot to include the location: Mendenhall Ice Caves, Juneau, Alaska~
Deletethe river gravitating toward its womb...great line...the no sensation as well..you build slow the feeling in this...nice haunting.
ReplyDeleteThanks Brian ~
DeleteBeautifully haunting, a unique write.
ReplyDeleteThank you Kathryn ~
DeleteNice relaxing dream
ReplyDeleteMore like a deep sleep ~ Thanks humbird ~
DeleteThere was a hush to this...like a spell. I loved it, Grace. Hope you had a lovely Thanksgiving.
ReplyDeleteIt was a relaxing long weekend ~ Thanks Talon ~
DeleteSince eternity man is serching for salvation and this is a wonderful place to achieve it. Nicely done:)
ReplyDeleteIf it works but I forgot to edit that the location is in Alaska ~ Thanks ~
DeleteJeez Grace, this is so Dylanesque..."Tangled up in Blue"!
ReplyDeleteYou are such a creative genius.
Loved your Azure 55
Thanks for playing, thanks for your great support, and have a Kick Ass Week-End
Have a good one too G ~
DeleteThis is some kind of beautiful Grace.
ReplyDeleteBeautiful, Grace. I love the image of the river/womb and the sense of silence and tranquility.
ReplyDeleteYou've narrated it as a spiritual silence, a cushioning free of the noise of reality, ice that neither burns nor changes, a super woman's cave of memory and rest. I would like some time in this womb myself.
ReplyDeleteReally shined through, even when using yucky cold at your zoo lol
ReplyDeleteI could use a place where nothing burns or sears.
ReplyDeleteeven the couplets are paced as though from quiet breathing ~
ReplyDeleteYour poem ... deep as blue velvet.
ReplyDeleteBeautiful. Your words paint as lovely a picture as the photo.
ReplyDeleteSo vivid. Great work with the imagery.
ReplyDeleteBEAUTIFUL! Love the concept of "suspended time." And the "deep velvet blue."
ReplyDeleteGreat choice of words ... captivating.
ReplyDeletePeace
Siggi
Lovely use of color, Grace. There is a serenity, too, in something so much larger than oneself.
ReplyDeleteSo beautiful Grace...I needed the peace of this poem
ReplyDeletegreat poem especially these last lines...
ReplyDeletesilence, haven
suspended time
perhaps
this is my salvation
Maybe it's just me, but this feels like synchronicity with my poem. Anyway, yours is lovely!
ReplyDelete"here the river
ReplyDeletegravitates towards its womb:"
That is fantastically written - it meanders smoothly along, settles, soothes.
beautiful Grace!:)
ReplyDeleteA wonderful write, Grace. It's lovely.
ReplyDeleteK
Beautiful.....I love to visit here often....weaving words and ideas is such an art....
ReplyDeleteNo one wants to get burned ~ your creative imagery is set perfectly alongside your beautiful words Grace once again ~ loved the womb/cave ref. Have a lovely weekend. x
ReplyDeleteHi Grace!
ReplyDeleteNice 55. My favorite stanza is the second, and of course, the ending. What we're all in search of.
azure blue, cobalt blue, petroleum blue, midnight blue, topaz blue, emerald blue.... don't we just love blue?
ReplyDeleteI liked the mother earth reference with the womb. the blues are so striking.
ReplyDeleteI love your salvation...I could use some of this blue~
ReplyDeleteHappy weekend Grace
I enjoyed your bluetiful poem
That is exquisitely beautiful, just a river of salvation. Marvelous.
ReplyDeleteI just love the pairing of the vision of the womb and the richness of your closing lines...really poignant as always Grace! Thank you for writing! :)
ReplyDeleteSuch a beautiful poem and the close is just perfect.
ReplyDeleteGrace, late to the show, but I loved the concept of the cave as womb for the waters. This is gorgeous, really fits the image. Amy
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