Tuesday, November 17, 2020

clarity {goodbye}

 

he has the ocean in his eyes

speckled emerald & sky

watching {her}


spring steps

she holds the forest 


breath

breathing

heartbeats of baby roots, creeks, rocks

& redwood colliding 


to gentle swish-sway of everglades

tilting to where sun

unribs fallen yellow and red maple leaves


in the stillness 

-calibration of wishbones, chances & crossroads-

the answer 

settles on his grey hair, soft bubble of rain-

                                                              drop




Posted for dVerse Poets Pub- Poetics:   Look Into My Eyes, hosted by Mish.   I have responded to the prompt of incorporating the eyes, to my post.

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19 comments:

  1. You and Mish both had eyes with oceans in them and used colour beautifully in your poems, Grace. I love the lines:
    ‘she holds the forest
    ‘breath
    breathing
    heartbeats of baby roots, creeks, rocks
    & redwood colliding’,
    I found myself holding my breath as I read them.

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  2. Oh how sad if this is a goodbye. It sounds like there is something beautiful between these two. I agree with Kim about your use of colours:
    'sun/unribs fallen yellow and red maple leaves' - spectacular imagery!

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  3. Very stunning, saddening, and solemn. It is incredibly poignant with vivid, immersing imagery.

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  4. I love how you used the ocean... maybe eyes are the closest to sea some will ever sea... but maybe if one is the sea and the other the forest, parting is the only option.

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  5. Nature used here as evocative of emotional depth, even sadness, is so powerfully well done.

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  6. Gorgeous imagery. I felt a father/daughter relationship but just my interpretation. Love the way you dropped the rain.

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    1. Just Mish, it was about that. Thanks for hosting.

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  7. So much said here:
    "in the stillness
    -calibration of wishbones, chances & crossroads-"
    and love your "answer"

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  8. Lovely delicate imagery. I love that final rain drop

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  9. Luv the sway of words in your poem.
    Happy Tuesday

    Much💝love

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  10. I picture this as Father Time and Mother Nature.

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  11. Smooth presentation, Grace. I loved the wishbones, chances & crossroads calibration.

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  12. Lovely expressions of sadness and missing a loved one.

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  13. I saw the green eyes of the everglades in your poem and felt the sadness that was intertwined throughout! Very nicely done.

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  14. Darn.. it erased my comment! I had said that I always hesitate calling something "interesting" as it has a bad connotation--what people say when they find work puzzling in a negative way. Your poem is original and thought-provoking. Interesting in a positive way!!

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  15. This phrase took me completely by surprise: "in the stillness / calibration of wishbones" Fabulous phrasing.

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  16. he has the ocean in his eyes
    speckled emerald & sky watching

    Great opening lines Grace! Very aptly described of someone that is admired and worshipped

    Hank

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  17. The grief is so beautifully told and moving.

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