Saturday, July 5, 2014

Reunion

by swade_wade-d4ylse4 ~ deviantart.com

The days ’ve  returned
the way from grain to flower-
invisible to eyes, the change
sensed from within.
Tentative smile,
the glimpse afar,
the thoughts on the path
to find a trouble,
to solve the riddle
follow the heart’s compass.

The arrow. Detour.
The rooting numbers.
Life seemingly hangs out
for the straw.
The chocolate
cherry/berry ice-cream
reunion with ghosts-
they silently applaud
for efforts.

Proceeded in the dark,
where parallel lines crossed,
the rainy cape keeps
old sins sealed;
where blindly
reached the coast,
the arms with candle,
highlighted  bloody
footprints on the
ragged hill!

The days ve returned…
Who wished on…?
Who dares
to call them ‘mission’ ?


by Brenda Warren


















Read more at: Sunday Whirl

Shared with PU Poetry Pantry

23 comments:

  1. Wonderful.. An understanding so well expressed..

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  2. Those sins can only remain sealed for so long

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  3. The chocolate cherry berry ice cream was a real steak of gold...and moving from grain to flower - fantastic! Happy Sunday to you :)

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  4. invisible to eyes, the change
    sensed from within

    The beauty of change can never be dampened even if not seen. It is still felt! Nicely humbird!

    Hank

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  5. If only humans could 'change' so beautifully...but I guess not all 'change' should be seen this way? Soooooooo I guess there is good change, and bad change. I suspect we are changing all the time...and what we see before us is changing...nothing stays the same.

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  6. chocolate and berry def goes well together...no riddle in that for me....smiles...and the days are def turning....

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  7. "Life seemingly hangs out
    for the straw."...suggests an image of desperation for me...nice lines

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  8. Luv the challenging tone of the final verse. Have a nice Sunday

    Much love...

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  9. Life takes us on all kinds of journeys & gives each person a variety of missions. Nicely penned.

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  10. sometimes in the journey of life we sense change before we actually see the change take form..you did a great job with the words.

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  11. great images, can relate to the feeling in the beginning..it's lovely.

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  12. "he thoughts on the path
    to find a trouble,
    to solve the riddle
    follow the heart’s compass." - You seem to have encapsulate what life is all about.

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  13. There is that riddle which whirls down along with your words... and create an environment of mystery.
    Well-penned. :-)
    -HA

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  14. I have a tendency to believe we all have at least one mission in life, so I love that final question. Change is constant and yet we will continue to fight it.

    Elizabeth

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  15. Well wordled. I like the direction you took the words.

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  16. No matter the detour, I specially like the opening verses:

    The days ’ve returned
    the way from grain to flower-
    invisible to eyes, the change
    sensed from within.

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  17. I too love the opening lines here--there is a fullness of life here that I love

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  18. Nice work! The rainy cape won't keep sins under wraps forever.

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  19. I like the ice cream reunion with ghosts a lot:) and the rainy cape that keeps old sins sealed.

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  20. What beautiful word combinations you have crafted here, my favorites perhaps were "old sins sealed" and of course the "footprints on the ragged hill". A delight to read.

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  21. Your poem invites an intensely personal reading, really so universal in its scope.

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  22. I love the opening lines here. There are actually many lines that I like. You create vivid pictures in my mind.

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  23. I must comment on the accompanying photo, image. I'm loving green at the moment. never thought it would be a favorite. thanks!!!

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