Tuesday, 8 January 2013

sweeping statement

waiting for the perfect tidal wave:
a soul tsunami
knuckle whitening
cataclysmic change.

waiting to inhabit second earth:
send out satellites
bursting full of
shot or sought self-worth.

waiting to discover smoother roads:
while trudging through
the ruts and ridges,
rocks and broken bones.

waiting for this masterpiece to form:
as broadening brush strokes
slosh the canvas
staining sky in storm.

sweep though Sarayu
swoop
and whisper revolution:
send virgin snow
to bloody ground
fresh landscape dream
without a sound
sweep pneuma through
breathe deeply
to refresh reveal renew.



Posted on Poetry Jam

47 comments:

  1. You weave fantastic imagery throughout this piece. Love the message as well. Has to be one of my favorites of yours.

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  2. You remind me, ever so eloquently, that the earth's evolution and refinement are not so different from the individual's. We are all connected in ways both subtle and profound.

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    1. Definitely true. Thanks for taking the time to comment :-)

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  3. another good one...refreshing message of sweeping renewal ;)

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  4. it all comes down to that last line....but its a beautiful journey to get there man....

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  5. Nice work, I enjoyed that a lot.

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    1. Thanks for popping by. Always a pleasure to hear from you, sir :-)

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  6. I love this - made me think of a cleansing of the soul...

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    1. Thanks for taking the time to visit. :-)

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  7. I like this one--apt to be waiting for what's ahead and evolving at the beginning of the year! Blessings to you in the new year and enjoy the journey.

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  8. Love this! I'd love to experience a "soul tsunami"! I also feel this is a very cleansing poem and perfect for the New Year! So GREAT to find your blog!

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    1. Thanks for visiting. Great that you popped by :-)

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  9. I especially enjoyed the first stanza of your poem ~ and every line that followed!

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    1. Thanks Helen. Have a great new year :-)

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  10. The waiting for change can be a practice in patience ... but oh, it would be wonderful to feel the rush of change and the influx of a creative and soul satisfying burst of creativity ...

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    1. So true. Creativity is a gift that we've got to grab when we get the chance:-)

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  11. Sounds like you have lots of goals for the year ahead. I enjoyed your approach.

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    1. This prompt helped me to focus Mary. You're right. Hope your year is productive too :-)

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    1. Thanks! Not 100% sure what it is though ;-)

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    2. The way I interpreted this line is a cleansing, shaking things up a bit, being open to change and introspection, all good stuff! :)

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    3. Yes. I think you're right. I like "shaking things up a bit"-a good way to start the year!

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  13. I really liked this Waiting that is what we do sometimes we wait for the perfect wave...a long wait right lol just take the one that is there at the time and have fun.

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    1. Great advice. Thanks for that and thanks for reading :-)

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  14. So good, this: the waiting for the impossible or unlikely -- or is it?
    Enjoyable, thought-provoking and inspiring.

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    1. Thanks Dave. Impossible is nothing ;-)

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  15. I love the imagery in this piece! Thanks so much for sharing with us!

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    1. Thanks for visiting and your kind comments :-)

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  16. Beautiful David, really. Powerful and soft, agony and hope entwined.

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    1. Thanks Chantel. I think you get where this is coming from :-)

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  17. ah but it was...happy sunday to you...

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  18. This is beautifully written ~ This is my favorite part:

    waiting for this masterpiece to form:
    as broadening brush strokes
    slosh the canvas
    staining sky in storm.

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  19. sweet poem - dig the flow - soul tsunami...what an image!

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  20. So artistic and image-rich! Well-woven, well-dreamed!!!

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  21. Thanks so much. Appreciate your visit :-)

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  22. This is a spectacular write and, as far as I can see, the masterpiece is developing wonderfully!!!!!

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