The Sunday Whirl
Wordle #244
Crooked, smoke,
words, moon, water, three, name, light, pebbles, phantoms, lead, god
Enlightenment
Guaranteed
where is this
god of whom you speak when we looked for him
he was not there i
came to the desert not to find god
but to allow god to
find me the moon rises above the mountains
lights the
landscape the pebbles come alive still there are phantoms
hear their songs in the wind led by the smoke
from their
fires find words along the way use them to tell my story
begun so long
ago and yet the mountains tell me it was not so long ago
among the
words that come to me i find the names of things
that were given long
ago again the mountains tell me it really was not so long
there in the light
of the moon i begin to see what was hidden before
three times i
dropped to my knees enlightenment guaranteed
March 27, 2016
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Sunday's Whirligig Whirligig #52
brass, earth, stone,
sea, honey, hold, shine, ink, meditation, miracle, forbid, battering
What was Gold Now is Brass
the earth is the
great healer when all seems lost she is still here
and here in the
desert you can see what is left of the great sea
that once covered the southwest it seems a miracle
that we are
here where camels once roamed in meditation
i feel with fingertips the stories scratched into the rock come alive
i can see it all a
place of milk and honey the earth has taken a battering
at our hands she
may no longer be able to support us and our kind
nothing was
forbidden and we raped and pillaged held nothing sacred
still the sun
shines most days the moon at night
the earth moves
beneath my feet it is no miracle only fracking
dip my quill into
the ink i write the end of the story what was gold is now brass
March 27, 2016
9 comments:
I love that you came to the desert not to find God but so God could find you. I feel the mountain's presence...in this poem and in your life.
In the second poem, I love how mother earth is still here for us after we have "held nothing sacred". Forgiving, as all mothers are.
I luv the confession of the first poem, for God is alwsys with us that was his promise. And yes we need to turn our faces toward him
Easter Blessings dear Annell
Much love...
i begin to see
what was hidden before
three times
i dropped to my knees
enlightenment guaranteed
Beautiful lines...!!
I love the distinction you make in the first poem between going to the desert to find god versus going there to allow god to find you. Stellar. Then, in the second one...."the earth is the great healer when all seems lost she is still here." Yes! Most definitely. Desert, mountain, sea.....wherever we may be....she heals us :-)
I adore the enlightenment where you allow god to find you...but oh that second poem is so powerful...indeed we have turned it all to brass!
Both poems are so personal but so relevant to many. The pain and anguish of life and death both for our own and for the Earth itself.
Oh that mountain always reminding us of how insignificant we truly are. Is that why we have so deliberately ravaged our home?
Elizabeth
three times i dropped to my knees - such a vivid image and line - i guess god finds us..in the stones and mountains..skies and colours..i still think you are gold however
So much have you gathered in two poems Annell. Speechless am I when I think of God and in turn what we have done to this world he created.
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