Sunday, May 6, 2012

MAGPIE...Prompt #116


                                       
                                              River Irwell/ R.A.D. Stainforth

Lovely river...thank you Tess for the inspiration...Magpie Tales...


AFLOAT

Ashes, spilled last week,
float by,
recalling some one's grief.

In those shadows
along the green shore,
a breath of darkness,
the black wind itself,
pushes a wave to break
and wash me downstream.

A ripple fondles your skin.
I lick blue points of chill
from your arms,

and choose to float
within your shell,

a model Venus
rising in your river,
waiting to be buoyant.


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28 comments:

Brian Miller said...

nice...great opening on the ashes....and then the venus rising in the end as well...a bit of resurrection...i lick blue points...great intimacy in that stanza...

Mimi Foxmorton said...

I love that the ashes are moving downstream. This is quite lovely.

Lyn said...

Hi Brian-
Back again.. and so happy to hear from you..thanks so much!

Lyn said...

Hi Mimi-
These images just floated to me..thank you so much for your kind words!

Karen S. said...

Your words flow like the river! I also really like your header photo, how ever you did it!

Sue said...

This is quite lovely.

=)

Lyn said...

Hi Karen-
Thank you...the header is just a reversed photo/ positive to negative. Easy, otherwise I couldn't do it!!

Lyn said...

Hi Sue-
Thanks for your kind words..

Tess Kincaid said...

I love the rising of Venus at the end...beautiful write Lyn...

Lyn said...

Hi Tess-
Thank you..it was a very interesting prompt..surprised myself..

Tumblewords: said...

Floating ashes and waiting for buoyancy - finely defined...

Laurie Kolp said...

This stands out to me, although the entire piece is stunning-

A ripple fondles your skin.
I lick blue points of chill
from your arms,

and choose to float
within your shell

rel said...

lovely...
how the river flowing
washes imagination to
it's shores,
rel

Linda said...

I love the feeling of comforting love that your poem evokes. There is a soft caress and a lovely flow the phrasing in your work. Thank you for sharing this, Lyn.

Lyn said...

Hi Tumblewords-
Thanks for your kind response!

Lyn said...

Hi Laurie-
This was an interesting one to tackle..thanks so much!

Lyn said...

Hi rel-
Thank goodness for the flow of imagination!

Lyn said...

Hi Linda-
What a lovely thing to say..so glad to share..

zongrik said...

a lot of sexy hot images in this

thingy said...

Gosh, this is lovely. Well done.

Berowne said...

Fine writing...

Carrie Burtt said...

Hope does float....this is beautiful Lyn!

Lyn said...

Hi zongrik-
I surprised myself..thanks!!

Lyn said...

Hi Berowne-
That means a lot...thank you...

Lyn said...

Hi thingy-
So glad you liked it..thanks so much!

Lyn said...

Hi Carrie-
Thank you..and it does indeed float!

Al_One said...

I'm one of the ones recalling past grief for Mother's Day. ...and recalling past sweetness, joy and love too. All at once at some moments.

Lyn said...

Hi Al One-
It's all part of life, it seems..thanks for stopping by!

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