Sunday, March 30, 2014

Conquest

The image - courtesy of Tess Kincaid  'The Mag' 

The plan was to accept everything in one pack. Who knew the mending could take a time…
The winning growl echoed in the heaven, burst the roofs of a team.
The rows of healed have been replenished.
Shivering, the bloody root was extracted.
The wisdom of knowing, of ‘why’ has settled in the heart.

Sunday Whirl by Brenda Warren

Read more at: Sunday Whirl, Magpie Tales

Shared with PU Poetry Pantry

32 comments:

  1. an interesting mix in your verse
    the wolf pack imagery up front...
    the bloody root extracted
    sometimes that must happen
    before true healing can

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  2. mending does take time and sometimes bloody roots need to be extracted...intriguing lines...

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  3. I saw the image on Tess's site. I was wondering where to go with it. Your interpretation is wonderful..

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  4. That is quite an image to work from and you have incorporated the words very well to fit your theme.

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  5. A settled heart is a treasure. There is wisdom in knowing.

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  6. Beautiful...I like how you wove in the tooth...as a wisdom tooth...

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  7. nice interpretation of the image... loved the theme... mending is always tied to time...

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  8. I love the wisdom of knowing has settled in the heart. Sounds like peace!

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  9. Have to give some things a yank for other things to rank

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  11. Beautiful, that wisdom never forsake us!

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  12. Thanks, friends for thoughtful comments!

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  13. Words certainly wise and directed. An artful piece!

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  14. So much to contemplate here, Humbird.

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  15. nice take on that bloody tooth! Well done!

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  16. Life often hands us experiences that feel like pulling teeth. You know it has to be done, you know it's going to hurt, so you take a deep breath and yank it out. And often there is a sense of peace when it's done.

    Elizabeth

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  17. Knowledge...gaining it is so often painful. (and the fact that I have a root canal in the morning made this poem cut me even more deeply).

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  18. Sadly mending does take time.

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  19. This poem fit both prompts perfectly. Nice job.

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  20. great take on the 2 prompts. :)

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  21. Mending takes time but the end of your poem suggests serenity can be found.

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  22. Dor some reason i am reminded of bow , when one opts to leave a motorcycle club, often the club tattoos are removed with a knife !

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  23. Once we have some why's explained we can certainly draw breath and enjoy things for a while..nicely written humbird..

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  24. I second Anthony's comment :-)
    It's always a treat stopping by.
    ZQ

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  25. Ah, all's well that ends well. Love the peaceful ending :)

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  26. Who knew the mending could take a time...lovely line, and very smooth throughout.

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  27. I like what you did with the words, humbird.

    Pamela

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  28. Creative innovation - that's what I'd call it. Well done.

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  29. I really like your interpretation of the images

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