Saturday, May 20, 2017

THE PLACE OF THE RED WILLOWS/SUNDAY'S WHIRLIGIG #112 -- THE SUNDAY WHIRL #300

Sunday’s Whirligig  #112

            THE PLACE OF THE RED WILLOWS

today the red willows               dance along the river                move in the wind

i hear their songs                      back and forth                         back and forth

call and response                      cleanse the soul                        i stand lonely

waiting                         the hem of my skirt wet                        i remember

another time                             before the thief                        stole my heart  



i no longer beg for your love        i dial a number       it is not yours’

wrong number     confused              i rest in the shade of a large tree

at the river’s edge    i am an insomniac    hard to find the rest i need

i am the defender of my own castle    my sword polished       reflects the sun

i seek an advanced degree       life a college          the lessons can be difficult

May 21, 2017 




The Sunday Whirl  #300



            IN SEARCH OF HAPPINESS      

your message seemed stilted          cryptic          only three lines 

no trace of you                      no clues                                       i am left to wonder

we sang the chants         call and response           first your

                                                                              beautiful voice

then our response               the words unfamiliar          you fingered the
            
                                                                               scarf

straighten it        the color a flaming red             you run your fingers

                                                                                along the edge

we traveled together                 into a world of happiness         not the
     
                                                                               flimsy kind

but a durable happiness            it was a trip to remember          your  

                                                                                          face lights up with your smile

it is a journey         from which you never tire      in the end

                                                             there is a promise of sunshine         

                                                                                                                                                                                     

May 21, 2017 

                                   



                                                                                                                                   

                                                                       






12 comments:

  1. How I love your red willows poem. I can see the branches, dancing in the sun. Feel the confusion of the wrong number. I especially love the remembering of another time "before the thief stole my heart." I know that feeling well.

    I love the "durable happiness' in the second poem. A gift.

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  2. One cannot get an advanced degree in life without those difficult lessons, unfortunately!

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  3. Love where you started with the red willow... at this time of year the willow are alive and shred their cotton (at least here)... It's a bit like an early fall.

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  4. So many ways to read this, up down and across, call and response. Standing lonely in the river with hem of your skirt wet sands out for me.

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  5. Ah, life's lessons, in retrospect, were important stepping stones.

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  6. I love both these pieces. The nuanced details are so beautifully expressed. 'The Place of the Red Willows' is intimate and visceral and really evokes the process of a deep inward search. And 'In Search of Happiness', as well, the details are exquisite. Wonderfully rendered work.

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  7. A vivid reflection on thoughts and feelings. I also really like the wet hem of the skirt.

    Elizabeth

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  8. Happineness is so fleeting we must grasp hold of it and try not to let go when we do.

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  9. These are both lovely. I love how you weave words and sentences to create a combination of wisdom. I like happiness with the promise of sunshine. Beautiful.

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  10. May there always be sunshine and summer in your soul xo

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  11. This is so incredibly vivid and poignant!

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  12. Hopefully we will all find that sunshine we seek on our journeys, & we will not dial too many wrong numbers in our lives.

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