Wednesday, January 29, 2014

A key

'Shapes from the past' by Mike Worrall

A leak within
Secret fairway-
I’m drifting.

The coral islet
electrical eel-
small switch
for open and
closed doors.

Affable ferryman
galvanizes
in blink.

We’re moving
adrift,
contented with
daily diet.

Silverware awaits,
expecting flesh
bit/bite/burger.

Rangy, prone
to roaming around
it arrives

through channels
invisible yet
breathing
in my neck

scent of
coming soon
spring.


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33 comments:

  1. ha. spring feels so far away
    right now.
    but when we least expect it
    surely it will find us.

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    1. Yes!!! Thanks for visit, Brian! Glad you back :)x

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  2. Hmm. I feel like I am facing a riddle I must resolve, thinking of Charon and the underworld and more, a time when food itself was treated like royalty and saw the dining room before led to slaughter. (I'm sure this comment will embarrass me later, but I feel breathe down my neck.)

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    1. Oh, Susan, only our spirits know....we have to only guess...Thank you so much for challenge and thoughtful comment! xx

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  3. Love that "scent of coming spring," especially.

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  4. That scent better hurry up and make its way up here

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    1. We need to celebrate every thaw..~ Thanks for comment!

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    1. Yes, indeed! Weather has some mercy sometimes :)x

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  6. Here on the West Coast, we have had such a slight winter, it already feels like early spring.........you have nailed a lot of prompts with this poem - well done!

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  7. Well, I am waiting for that scent of coming spring. Perhaps in my dreams? Smiles!

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    1. Ah, Mary 30 dg today already feels like release...~ Thanks for comment!

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  8. Nice job. I cannot wait for spring.

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  9. "hope" will help to wade through it.

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  10. You really took us through a winter maze..it can feels so cold and endless can't it..spring is a good key to wait for..

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  11. We who are up-side-down do have a smidgen of difficulty appreciating this sentiment as we swelter in temperatures approaching 43C (about 109F). How about a nice ice block instead got any spare?

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  12. A bit of a bite of burger eaten with silverware makes such a clear image. I'd love to be smelling any hint of Spring right now.

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  13. With all the below zero weather & snow here in Minnesota I can't wait for Spring! Great write.

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  14. Spring is being awaited certainly - especially with the cold weather causing havoc! Nicely humbird!

    Hank

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  15. Your key makes me crave the combination spring holds on us. Fun to read and very clever!

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  16. Beautiful imagery here. A few words really stick with me and I realize:
    I could really go for a bit of a bite of a burger right now!

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  17. I like this beautiful poem, excellent!

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  18. change is coming but the thermometer read -25 thins morning so - brrrrrr

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  19. oh the scent of the coming spring...i love it and i can smell it as well... unlocking those blossoming and uncurling of seeds in the soil

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  20. Can you imagine a ferry to springtime? It is so cold for NC and I can't even imagine the northern states…

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  21. I enjoyed reading your piece. While you are waiting for spring, we are bracing for more storms in this part of the globe.

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  22. An interesting piece that I enjoyed reading. Keep writing.

    Thank you. Love love, Andrew. Bye.

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