Last night
The rain drenched me.
Cold and shivering
I came to you
Seeking warmth
Your mouth
Did not
Claim mine
To blow a heat
To Life
Instead
You broke dried twigs
From the past
Gathered
Dry leaves
Of the time gone by
And built
A fire
Emptying our hearts
Of shriveled words
Smoothing out lines
We studied our palms
Shedding tears...
Then
Pruning , sawing
Whatever you found
Outgrowing
On my body ,
Chopping off
The taboos
All these
You fed to flames
To keep me warm
And alive.
Tuesday, November 23, 2010
Wednesday - One Shot
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Heavy.
wow. very intriguing...taking away hopefully that which you no longer needed...and in that healing i imagine great intimacy...
Those are hard feelings to be dealing with. You have expressed them with great life.
Sounds like a savior.
I rather like this - in fact, on second reading I like it very much. It is sometimes useful to perform certain sorts of rituals to tame the past such that it can no longer interfere with the living of life on a day to day basis. This is how this poem reads to me. The imagery really speaks to me... Thank you
I love the image of broken twigs from the past
beautifully penned Mona
I hope there are roaring fires in the future
Love from the Moon
I must quote here from Upanishad
"The whole of life is only a swan song! Never forget those lines:
The lion, when stricken to the heart,
gives out his mightiest roar.
When smitten on the head, the cobra lifts its hood.
And the majesty of the soul comes forth,
only when a man is wounded to his depths."
**********
Your sadness is pleasant. Hold the tears and convert it into gasoline. Burn! What else we are to do? This whole life a string business, finding happiness in unhappiness.
And wasn't that good?!?! Ofcourse it mustn't have felt all that great just then.. but later?? Hell yea!! Cuz now, that fire will last long!!
Very well articulated, and a lovely flow to this poem, Mona...
To be dry and with a friend who has skill in the use of the pruning tools is a fine place to be.
i loved this - and it does have in it's sadness a very positive feeling for me
Gathered
Dry leaves
Of the time gone by
And built
A fire...very beautiful image
Sounds like a better way to be warmed up than just a quick blast of heat. This kind of warming stays with you. A touchingly romantic One Shot!
Ah, the joy of coming together even as you're evolving. Good work.
some great comments and deservedly so..was a very strong poem...thanks for sharing pete
"dried twigs from the past" wow, very powerful. wonderful use of imagery - well articulated metaphor as well. Enjoyed the read! Thanks for sharing.
I love the part that says "studying palms".
--snow
Aw, Mona. Very intimate and warm in such a tender sort of way.
From sticks and leaves--a rekindling.
You broke dried twigs
From the past
Gathered
Dry leaves
Of the time gone by
And built
A fire
Beautiful words concerning the growth of a true-love relationship. We all must walk through the fire at some point in our lives and what better companion to have than one who builds a fire to warm rather than to destroy.
I like this one a lot!!
Hi Mona
Thanks for the tip on the
homeopathic medicine (Hypericum Perforatum)...I will look for it. I'm not sure how familiar you are with bipolar disorder but trust me, it can be a trip.
Thanks for visiting my site and your kind comments.
Hope you are well...
~t~
Tolbert, You are welcome :)
Its great one shot Dear Mona... I liked it very much....
Thanks for sharing...
ॐ नमः शिवाय
Om Namah Shivaya
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"you broke dried twigs from the past"
that was really nice. arrested my thoughts.
"... chopping off the taboos" ... all - or at least most of them - sound good to me!
Have been too absent from your blog for a while, buit now I made the tour. A great welcome to the expected Nadia!
this is really an amazing piece. i shall be pondering it for quite some time. the imagery is unexpected yet perfect.
please forgive my absence lately. congratulations on your blogiversary and on the birth of your sweet little niece. :)
Dear Mona,
This is my first time at your blog and love your blog very much would like to be your friend.
Take Care
Love
Sabi Sunshine
Ah Mona! as beautiful as ever.
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