Tuesday, January 25, 2011

MAGPIE/ Prompt #50


photo/ willow/ magpie tales



DOWNHILL/ This Way

My trail is empty again.
I take it and dream my way down,
skiing new powder,
going past a few tracks
that cut the hill
on the traverse.

I whisper a caution
now and then
to shadows rushing past me.

I fall and slide against a tree.
The snow goes up my nose
like a line of cocaine.
I sit there and sneeze
little ice balls,

fearing the crack I hear
to be my bones.
But a twig suffers the break.

I rise once more,
lean into the wind,
pretend my increasing speed
is what I wish,
and not the pull of gravity.

I appeal to good fortune;
please, don't send me to oblivion.


                                                  

@copyright/all rights reserved/2011


Thanks to Tess Kincaid for giving me the opportunity to resurrect a poem I had published in 2008.  It's just a bit revised, something I should do more often...and hope for the best!





34 comments:

Jeane said...

I love this trip down the slope! I'm with you all the way xxo

signed...bkm said...

lovely Lyn and your photo added perfect for this piece...blessings to you for taking on the cold air...and snow....be safe...bkm

Lyn said...

Hi Jeane-
Thanks..then we can stop off for a hot chocolate!!

Lyn said...

Hi bkm-
I haven't done the slopes this year, but there's plenty of cold air here this winter..enough for me..thanks!!

Windsmoke. said...

When i started reading this poem the first thing i thought of was is there a tree involved and sure enough there was, but i didn't expect the snow goes up my nose like a line of cocaine i call that a very good comparison indeed, very enjoyable once again.

Lyn said...

Hi Windsmoke-
Very interesting comment..I thank you!!

madamebutterfly said...

I've never been on skis but this took me there!
Well Done

A Cuban In London said...

One of the reasons why I like poetry, and especially free verse where rhyme has been cast aside in favour of free-flow, is that it triggers images in my mind that sometimes are unrelated to the poem as such. Yours did just that with these lines:

'I fall and slide against a tree.
The snow goes up my nose
like a line of cocaine.
I sit there and sneeze
little ice balls'

I suddenly thought of Tory Amos's "She's Your Cocaine". Go figure. That was a cracking poem.

Greetings from London.

Lyn said...

Hi madamebutterfly-
Thank you..I've always felt that skiing is a perfect experience in many ways..

Lyn said...

Greetings to a Cuban-
You are more than kind..such good company! I think poetry, like skiing, should let us wander!!

Jinksy said...

pretend my increasing speed
is what I wish,
and not the pull of gravity

Like fighting against fate?!

Lyn said...

Hi Jinksy-
You've got it exactly...for me anyway. One tries to be in total contol..but...Thanks!!

Dick said...

I've been there - not for a number of years, but an unforgettable descent. Nicely done - vivid and immediate.

Lyn said...

Hi Dick-
Thanks..yes, those were the days!Nowadays, more sedentary!!

Tess Kincaid said...

"...dream my way down" Love-love it.

Lyn said...

Hi Tess-
Thank you..skiing was a dream for this city kid..I was free to fly!!

Jingle said...

what a unique take.

have fun dreaming your way down the hill.

Lyn said...

Hi Jingle-
Thank you..it is a wonderful time!

Tumblewords: said...

I'm glad to go with you rather than try it on my own! Nice poem...

Lyn said...

Hi Tumblewords-
You're certainly invited to come along!...Thanks!!

Reflections said...

Perfect revisit, fits well with the hill, the trip not to oblivion.

Lyn said...

Hi Reflections-
Thanks, Reflections...many times I've asked, what am I doing here..being on a mountain!

hedgewitch said...

Very nice piece that glides along smoothly, painting a vivid picture of something I'm far too terrified to even think about doing.:_)

Enjoyed the vicarious thrills.

Brigid said...

Thanks for transporting me to your ski slopes, lovely piece with great imagery.

120 Socks said...

I was on that journey too!

Lyn said...

Hi hedgewitch-
Thank you..it's sort of vicarious for me too at this point!

Lyn said...

Hi Brigid-
Skiing is one thing that's lived up to my expectations..thanks for dropping by...

Lyn said...

Hi 120 Socks-
Glad you could join me!! Thanks..

Sioux Roslawski said...

I've never ever been skiiing, yet I feel like I have after reading your poem.

Suz said...

oh I worried about trees too
But you gave us a thrill ride instead....it is skill not gravity

Lyn said...

Hi Sioux-
Thank you..I'm so happy that I could do that and you came along!!

Lyn said...

Hi Suz-
Thanks..sometimes the skill seems to slip away!

Krislin Neo, Ting (Syracuse Pike) said...

Downhill.. yeah.. a perfect take..
nothing matters.. and the picture, it fits..

Not sure if you still remember me..

I have been away.. yeah, after finding you with my poem 'Walk with me'.. Do you still remember?

I had a fall, an injured foot and a bad ankle.. am recovering now thus the return..

See you around, yeah?

S.Pike

Lyn said...

Hi Krislin Neo-
So glad you're back..no skiing for you..take care and will see around now!!

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