Birds know, no limitations of time or quiet zones. They only know to sing boldly, sweetly on a shared branch that extends far beyond the “end,” where the freshest leaf grows, reaching toward the sun and the hope of a day to come.
Michelle is an inspiration all by herself, often sharing wonderful poetry and moments and emotions with her followers. Although I was tempted to share a snippet of her poetry (next time!) I wanted to share a poem SHE shared by Michael Raven in her postGALDR Spotlight.
I just thought it a powerful poem. Maybe it just hit me at the time. I don’t know much about writing poetry, but I do enjoy a poem I can feel.
Please feel free to visit both Michelle andMichael’s sites when you can and enjoy getting lost in their magic.
this is the sea
unmoored and adrift i reach out for two hands to plunge me into icy waters delve into my felon chest to draw the poison of forever years from my soul black burnt pitch thick with coagulated blood pudding
draw out the fetid fantasies draw out the traitorous dreams tear out the scarred soul meat and and kill off the pale, sick-filled me
this dying is necessary the vessel, cleared and the soul filled with the the ever-moving sea
horizons draw eyes for this is the sea
good night, though
in the shadowlands and their loathsome lonely I talk to ghosts who with nothing much to say they nod and murmur grow distant, fade away away away their talk, idle stuff small talk soliloquy lacking depth, substance phantom words from phantom mouths and, like the ash in the plains weightless, choking and tastelessly crisp lost paper dolls at the forever party doldrums
I love this writer, this artist, this blogger. Her posts always lift me up, inspire me, gives me a hint of what all this nonsense is around me now and then.
I hope you’ll wander over to Michele‘s blog and see how you feel when you’re done reading…….
Petals, stems, and hair whipped by the wind Rooted beliefs and thoughts twirl and toss becoming a new language when blended with the ancient Protected knowledge penetrates skin, blood, and bones creating shivers and swells Wings yet to be given this is the final ascent Secrets decoded confusion quells when the wind calms and the […]