Monday, January 25, 2010

weariness does not
have a head to lift
nor hands to fold
or feet to shuffle

but rather seeks

in the blue of the sky
in the stirring of water
in the bending of a branch
in the silence of a stone
a body to possess


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11 comments:

  1. I like the line "in the silence of a stone" - just did 2 posts on the silence and inner stillness of stones--

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  2. Beautiful poem, Suz. Love your use of language and imagery.

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  3. Layers,there is something powerful about the stillness of a stone
    ..a kept knowledge

    Goldenbird,thanks..

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  4. i also like the image of the bending branch. Suz, you're one talented gal. tell me you're going to publish your poems!

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  5. Beautiful poem!
    Love the contrasts between 1st and 2nd stanzas. January makes me weary but nature is always so reviving to me. And always revived when I come here to read your words. Nice alliterations too! Publish and share with the world, Suz! They need your voice.
    P.S. Thanks for nice comment on my blog!

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  6. I really like your Monday poem...the first two lines hit solid for me...lovely Suz!

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  7. and i didn't think anyone was listening

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  8. Oh, we're listening. And appreciating your thoughts and talent for expressing them.

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  9. Bethany..thanks
    i was weary when i wrote it
    and not when i was done

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