Thursday, June 29, 2017
graduation blessings
summer sky pours out:
cart of wild berries,
honeycomb of blessings
and a cargo of rain
just enough coolness
to silver the hollowed bowels
of wilted boughs
and silk tresses of blooming vines
listen
to rustling
of crickets & grasshoppers
teething against the hard wood
listen
to restless
conspiracy
of ravens hiding above
black maple trees
listen
to weighless
flowering of seeds
groaning with anticipation
at every hour passing
listen
deeply to yourself
without haste or sadness
so that this next journey
be a time to find
you
moving gracefully
as doe on field of golden wheat
hushed by clouds
Posted for OpenLinkNight at D'verse Poets Pub - Hosted by the Bjorn Rudberg ~ Please drop by when the pub doors open at 3pm EST ~ See you ~
Note: For my youngest child, graduating from high school tonight.
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What a wonderful advice... we need all to listen. I would love for more to follow such advice.
ReplyDeleteAnd of course the restless ravens... you have to admire such noise..
DeleteNeed to listen and ready for the next journey to come indeed, even though real life and bills suck lol Hope the graduation goes grand there in their land!
ReplyDeleteA very good read. Especially the penultimate stanza.
ReplyDeleteAh, I love the way this poem ends!
ReplyDeleteI realised only the other day that listen is an anagram of silent. Even because of the raucous of the ravens!
ReplyDeleteI hope you all enjoy the graduation, Grace, and best wishes to your daughter for her future. A wonderful poem and advice for her and for us, as we also graduating from the pub for this semester!
ReplyDeleteA wonderful gift at a very special time. Beautifully written. Bring tissues!
ReplyDeleteMany congratulations to your daughter - and to you. What a beautiful gift. A moment to pause in the middle of all the excitement. I particularly love your final stanza.
ReplyDeleteI like the hush of the "listen" and there are words of wisdom in listen
ReplyDeletedeeply to yourself
without haste or sadness.
I love the repeated "listen" and the last stanza - oh how your love for your daughter pours out.
ReplyDeleteCongratulations, Mom! Rustling, Weightless, Restless - the things within our souls worth listening to. This is beautiful!
ReplyDeleteFledgling ready to fly--a wonderful time as parent, but frightening too. Your last stanza is killer. Listening is a skill many of us have spent a lifetime perfecting. I have always been a conversationalist, but 25 years ago, my new wife p;pointed out my ego-driven poor listening skills. I do more better these days, or so I've heard; smile.
ReplyDeleteI liked the idea of blessings coming from listening.
ReplyDeleteI try to set aside time to listen to my inner voice. I like to think of it as my moral compass. Your poem is an eloquent reminder.
ReplyDeleteI loved the image of the sky pouring out berries, blessings, and rain just as their respective containers might do. Great advice to listen and take the time to find "you."
ReplyDeleteOnce again Grace you have swept up my heart in your poetry.
ReplyDeleteThank you.
The world awaits.
ReplyDeleteCongratulations to a proud mom.
Teething against the hard wood. So many apt metaphors. What a great graduation gift!
ReplyDeleteabsolutely lovely !
ReplyDeletelisten deeply to yourself
ReplyDeletewithout haste or sadness
Good advice Grace! Youngsters tend to be too hasty to bother about little details which are just as important!
Hank
my elder walked a few weeks back. I hope he listens, too. congratulations, Grace, and happy summer ~
ReplyDeleteListening without haste or sadness is such good advice for anyone. It takes practice to walk gracefully through this life. Very nice, Grace.
ReplyDeletea cornucopia of words in that first stanza - lovely to listen in here
ReplyDeleteAnother Blessing ;) This is sumptuous Grace. A feast of words full of depth and truth. Congratulations to your daughter and may she go well with this sound advice in her ears.
ReplyDeleteAbsolutely beautiful! Congratulations. Our youngest just graduated too. :)
ReplyDeleteElsie
listen
ReplyDeletedeeply to yourself
without haste or sadness
so that this next journey
be a time to find
Beautiful poem!
Beautiful. I love the repeated "listen." It made me stop and in my mind try to hear what each stanza described.
ReplyDeleteTouching blessing for whatever stage of life we are facing. I read the last 2 stanzas as pertaining to the end of life rather than the beginning. Change invites us to listen closely.
ReplyDeleteBeautiful images. Change comes in life and seasons, and we all hope there is a movement upward as we graduate one stage to the next. Excellent poem.
ReplyDeleteMetaphors very well done. Articulate and poetic. Good job!
ReplyDeleteBeautiful gift! A wish to find oneself and peace in the next journey.
ReplyDeleteEloquent. Tenderly rendered. Perfect.
ReplyDeleteListening is magic. Great advice.
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