drawn from left hand sea
to flatland grain
by the glow of November's
Mourning Moon
vigilant for clues
I cross the country
re-wind
my parents' path
pick missing stitches
see life unravel
begin at the start
feel the web
that fetched them here
rephrase the forms
I didn't think to pose
Uphill Path, Original Watercolor by Sue Turner
For the Sunday Scribblings prompt: I Carry
poetry watercolor
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18 comments:
Deeply beautiful. I thing you sound blessed to have had, if I am to understand your poem correctly, parents who gave you deep roots to tap off. Thank you for sharing your talent.
I see this poem set in the Irish Country side or some other ancient land where I imagine you walking.
i too wanted to write about the weight of many generations... this was very lovely.....
Is this poem about carrying on tradition? It is beautiful but I'm afraid I'm not too good at deciphering. :)
lovely painitng.
Incredibly beautiful and poignant poem about discovering generational bonds. The painting is lovely as well. We are all part of a larger continuous mosaic.
Something never to be forgotten. Beautiful painting...
This is so very beautiful.....one of my favourite's of the many wonderful poems you've written.
Oh, yes, this made me think. It's the kind of poem that demands rereading and it releases it's wisdom in small appetisers that just demand I eat more! Excellent! ~Linda
ooh, i love this poem!
i love it!!
The last line just caught me.
Stood me straight up.
Thoughtful poem. I like the idea of retracing your parents' life travels. Is the left hand sea then the Pacific?
Wow. it hit deep.
The"Mourning Moon" will forever be rooted with me. Your words ring so familiar! Beautiful art too...such rich color!
Peace Giggles
I am ignorant when it comes to poetry. This was pretty though.
Hi,
Thank you for stoppin gby and commenting. interesting life.
i love the energy from this thanks for sharing
"pick missing stitches
see life unravel
begin at the start
feel the web
that fetched them here
rephrase the forms
I didn't think to pose"
Oh yes there's a reason for everything, why we are the way we are, and our forefathers, society plays such an important part in this...and to understand it takes courage, lots of it and results in strength. Thank you, I really enjoyed this.
Wow! That is a great poem!
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