cloudlight
fall planting, mulching,
an endless row of new roots—
come spring, bleeding hearts
scattered day light false dim hollow bluesilver rind of early winter in
spatter rain on chimney tin chill echo wind in pipe mind crest towards release
buried under lantern tree and soil cold heart broken beat of hibernation
dim city of soil frozen now frozen long enough to sleep awaken sleep again
still timeheart in bright return still cloudlight weeks of dim desperate sage
in time this rain falling fades to earth running under rock granite mica mirrors
lamped in time in waterfall in river running up cataclysmic to ancient ocean
scattered now light fade to dim still cloud light fade to still timeheart in bright return
bluegold cloudedge briefly clearing above shaved fields
in frigid dusk ice etching into skin brokenhanded bare and stilling
an endless row of new roots—
come spring, bleeding hearts
scattered day light false dim hollow bluesilver rind of early winter in
spatter rain on chimney tin chill echo wind in pipe mind crest towards release
buried under lantern tree and soil cold heart broken beat of hibernation
dim city of soil frozen now frozen long enough to sleep awaken sleep again
still timeheart in bright return still cloudlight weeks of dim desperate sage
in time this rain falling fades to earth running under rock granite mica mirrors
lamped in time in waterfall in river running up cataclysmic to ancient ocean
scattered now light fade to dim still cloud light fade to still timeheart in bright return
bluegold cloudedge briefly clearing above shaved fields
in frigid dusk ice etching into skin brokenhanded bare and stilling
Labels: invented haibun form poem series, poem
2 Comments:
I loved this on first reading, but will ahve to return to it a few times. It has something of an incantatory nature. Puts me in mind of W.S.Graham - and what more complimentary can I say than that? Excellent.
beautiful, I love the stream of consciousness feel to it and all the wonderful images
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