Monday, September 12, 2011
MAGPIE/ Prompt #82
Andrew Wyeth/ The Revenant
Thank you,Tess, for Magpie/ Prompt #82 , the Revenant of 9/11 is forever with us.
WAITING
A room
not yet found by the living,
explodes.
Is that you, essence of my love?
What are years to the vanished?
I know what they are to the waiting.
Where are you?
Gather yourself in my memory,
open a door,
pull me in,
so we can relive existence
before the azure sky shattered.
Return with your lost face.
Are you looking for me?
Your dust still tells stories
on a shelf
where books and angels
cleave to each other.
Not all of you, today,
revenant.
Let your hand return
for a touch,
let your face brush mine
with a kiss.
copyright/ all rights reserved/ 2011
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the last 6 lines is wonderful...
ReplyDeletei love it. nice take!
JJrod'z
Beautiful!
ReplyDeleteOoer, you made it all sound possible. Cleverly done.
ReplyDeleteexcellent use of the word
ReplyDeleteenjoyed your magpie
nice...i can feelthe longing or those that have gone on beyond where we can touch...
ReplyDeleteHi JJ Roa..
ReplyDeleteHow nice of you to say so..thanks so much!
Hi Hartley-
ReplyDeleteWelcome and thank you for the lovely comment!
Hi Dave-
ReplyDeleteSo nice to see you...all things are possible...somewhere...thank you!
Hi Suz-
ReplyDeleteI found it interesting to explore this one..thanks..
Hi Brian..
ReplyDeleteEnergy lasts forever..maybe feelings too...Thank you..
sexy
ReplyDeleteHi Brandee-
ReplyDeleteOh??? I love what we see!!! Thanks.
"What are years to the vanished?
ReplyDeleteI know what they are to the waiting."
This is fine, FINE writing...
sweet and hot...
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whatever you write, even a ghostly poem, your words are always beautiful.
ReplyDeleteSigh. Powerful and touching.
ReplyDelete"I know what they are to the waiting." : (
Hi Friko-
ReplyDeleteWhat a kind and lovely thing to say..we make an effort, and it's amazing that it pleases...thank you..
Hi Berowne-
ReplyDeleteSo appreciate your comment..thanks!
Hi Jingle-
ReplyDeleteAlways happy to support your efforts..and thank you!
Hi thingy-
ReplyDeleteThis was an interesting effort for me...thank you so much!
The first stanza just punches the air out of you
ReplyDeleteHi Jo Bryant-
ReplyDeleteWhat an interesting reaction..I thank you for that!
Love the possibilities that lie within this piece... hopeful, tender writing.
ReplyDeleteLovely and sublime.
ReplyDeleteHi Reflections-
ReplyDeleteI'm glad you see the hopeful...thank you!
Hi Deedee-
ReplyDeleteGreat hearing from you...thanks!
You express all too well that day in the line "...before the azure sky shattered." Each stanza is telling, painful, and bittersweet at once.
ReplyDeleteRick
Your dust still tells stories
ReplyDeleteA good excuse for never dusting...???
Hi Rick-
ReplyDeleteI can still see the black smoke rising against that bluest sky..and the hundreds walking uptown, away from it... memory never to go away...thank you..
Hi Trellissimo-
ReplyDeleteThanks so much for the giggle...I needed that!
Superb!
ReplyDeleteYou really did make this revenant feel romantic. And I wholly agree with Berowne!
ReplyDeleteBittersweet and beautiful, Lyn!
ReplyDeleteHi Tumblewords-
ReplyDeleteThanks so much!!
Hi Lena-
ReplyDeleteYou're more than kind..thank you...
Hi Tess-
ReplyDeleteThat amazing painting had everything to do with it..thank you!!
A breathtaking poem indeed Lyn...this prompt was made for you! :-)
ReplyDeleteHi Carrie-
ReplyDeleteThank you so much,Carrie...I do have a special feeling for Wyeth's work..
Love how your blog name and the image match up this week! Nicely done, Lyn.
ReplyDeleteHi Helen-
ReplyDeleteSo glad that you enjoyed this one...thanks!
very incredible.
ReplyDeleteHohoho,
ReplyDeleteWhat charming poetry you have posted here.
Invite you to share 1 poem with us, anything could fit the theme of object,
Cheers.
Hope to see you in.
Happy Writing..
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