Image: Google Images, Photographer Unknown
Lift and Break the Morning Out
Turning back, what
do you remember
of our last words
dying into calming wind?
I read in the look
from your shoulder
of milk-smooth skin
no invitation to count
the beads prayed
once for forgiveness,
to re-search old ground
for signs the fallow field
before me will yet fill
again with columbine,
fallen flowers no spurs
to doves now silenced.
Who perches there,
on scuffed rungs,
waiting for fog
to lift and break
the morning out
from under cover?
© 2011 Maureen E. Doallas
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This poem is my response to today's poetry prompt at Magpie Tales, where Tess Kincaid posted the image shown above with instructions to write a poem inspired by the photograph. Go here to find links to the many other poems contributed today.
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15 comments:
I so love the scuffed rungs and the hope of columbine!
The word "forgiveness" seems to resonate throughout this poem---very dreamy and wistful, just like the image.
I hope somebody perches there...
=)
i could feel myself searching through the mist!!..lovely.x
Mysterious...
I read this yesterday(in fact it was the impetus which got me to tackle the prompt) and was amazed to temporary silence by your imagery here. The line breaks are extremely effective in conveying a sense of disjointed alienation, and the words themselves paint a sense of deep loss. Esp like '..no invitation to count/ the beads prayed/ once for forgiveness..' and the contrast 'once' makes with 're-searching.' And of course, the final classic lines which give the poem its title.
This was my first time using a Magpie prompt. I enjoyed the opportunity. Thank you all for the very kind comments.
I learned from someone responding in comments section on the Magpie site that the image provided for the prompt is by Rosie Hardy.
your words echo the ending and the loss, the never again and the too late...masterfully painted by breaking the lines in a way that i hear the wind rushing through them...
A beautiful and moving poem, Maureen. Lyrical yet very clean, nothing extraneous, each image earned, one after the other. May your spirits lift with those clouds...xxxj
who perches on the rungs is my favorite part maureen...the recounting of the beeds of forgiveness too...what a futile effort...
Maureen this is magnificent....just love your writing!!
Caught up in the emotion of this.
Sad. But lovely.
Your words complement the image very well, even in their layout as well as their meaning. Lovely Magpie!
beautiful.
:)
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