Another nine word poem for Arwen. These are from her post here on her Tarot blog. I cheated; my poem's not about a Tarot card. *grin*
~Blessing~Rod~Stern~Sycophants~Keys~Pillars~Cardinal~Trinity~Gray~
Trinity
Autumn's blessing stands in state
Blue jay, cardinal, flicker
Gnarled bark brown, tan, gray slate
Blue jay, cardinal, flicker
Flaming rod of crimson hue
Flowing golds and oranges
Pillars standing tall and true
Blue jay, cardinal, flicker
Walnut balls and hickories
Underfoot with maple keys
Harvest blessing in the streets
Blue jay, cardinal, flicker
Soon enough stern Winter's call
Blue jay, cardinal, flicker
Comes to end sweet Autumn's thrall
Blue jay, cardinal, flicker
Yet till then the trinity
Blue jay, cardinal, flicker
Holds its sway in Nature's seat
Blue jay, cardinal, flicker
Mornings soft with woodsmoke scents
Afternoons of sunny bent
Evenings Winter's sycophants
Blue jay, cardinal, flicker
Colors bright and swiftly fleeting
Flashing in the trees a greeting
To a heart Autumn'ly beating
Blue jay, cardinal, flicker
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Wednesday, September 24, 2008
Tuesday, September 23, 2008
Bindweed
This is a nine word poem for Arwen. Here are the nine words which inspired it: Bind ~ Innocent ~ Where ~ Intend ~ Compel ~ Rift ~ Late ~ Real ~ Find
Bindweed
Late in summer turned to autumn musing deep I stand
Before the glories’ green and twining creep upon the land
Where once twas nothing now the vibrance does the drifting gaze compel
Where once twas barren now exub’rant life twines out its spell
You may seek but never find the real authentic meaning in the world
The rift can only ever bind twixt leaf and bud unfurled
And innocent though twining bud may look to passing eyes
If you intend to see the truth in weeds that men despise
Look deeper yet, a purpose find within this burgeoning life
This earth which welcomes root and seed
Which answers every gardener’s need
Which takes the cut yet does not bleed
This earth which shelters bud and vine
To an ancient vast design
To a purpose undivined
Look deeper yet, a purpose find and mend the rift within
Bindweed
Late in summer turned to autumn musing deep I stand
Before the glories’ green and twining creep upon the land
Where once twas nothing now the vibrance does the drifting gaze compel
Where once twas barren now exub’rant life twines out its spell
You may seek but never find the real authentic meaning in the world
The rift can only ever bind twixt leaf and bud unfurled
And innocent though twining bud may look to passing eyes
If you intend to see the truth in weeds that men despise
Look deeper yet, a purpose find within this burgeoning life
This earth which welcomes root and seed
Which answers every gardener’s need
Which takes the cut yet does not bleed
This earth which shelters bud and vine
To an ancient vast design
To a purpose undivined
Look deeper yet, a purpose find and mend the rift within
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