Opus

Posted on April 15, 2018 by

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I mimic the forest, where ferns gentle as flowers, leaves like feral pastels, shape the wind’s hymn, creating a counterpoint of chaos and calm.  

There, the birds have memorized melodies older than the shape of my skeleton.

Even young trees, the adolescent tones, sing with the ingrained voice of elders.

Carved streams speak in rough rhythms, of a grounding, the changing shape of earth, the flux of melody.

Awkward sky, an invited guest, punctuates canopy, like grace notes, completes the arc of composition.

 

I’ve copied the tune best I can.

Brought it back to fill my hummingbird feeder.

The audience’s wings, a rapid flutter, attends my skittish song.

Which is a sweet sugar water tinted by shade, that landscapes the new wild.

The pharmakon of ancient lyric.

 

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45 Comments on “Opus”

  5. i love the picture and amazing word weaving. Thank you!!! i am soooo enjoying your creative magic – with words, images and then some more….thanks! 🙂

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  6. The photograph is ethereal and inviting to wander beyond to find some sort of heavenly site. Beautiful photography. I also love this line “There, the birds have memorized melodies older than the shape of my skeleton.”

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  9. Oh thanks! It was a very wet day on the Eagle Creek Trail. There was snow a little higher up. This is where a kid threw some fireworks on a very dry day at the end of this last year. That section in the photo is now burnt and inaccessible.

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  15. Good one. I particularly like the line, ‘I copied the tune best I can’. All poetry, we must concede, is only an approximation of the beauty we celebrate. But we can get close, so very close

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  18. Nice Read, particularly like this line: “here, the birds have memorized melodies older than the shape of my skeleton.”

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  30. Wonderful picture of misty clouds and water drops. Your poem is exquisite. It is like you painted a picture with your words that reveals things I have not seen in the forest.

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  31. Capturing the moment. It is what you do well. My favorite line, “There, the birds have memorized melodies older than the shape of my skeleton.” Your work always fills my cup.

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