My poem entry for One Shoot Sunday 26 June 2011, at One Stop Poetry
On the peak I stand, to look about and see
this inverted undulation, now spreading out
all around - surrounding me.
Life is changing, the gravity, is liquid deep
a downward inclination - a flue,
which guides the clan to me.
United by a common trait, their mothers breast
once stroked; they return, this rearward motion
- a stairway down, to my pounding chest.
As the warmth flows from the sun
and river to the sea…
A mothers pride -
Call the clan - Call the clan….
they'll return to me.
Call the clan -
for me.
"this inverted undulation, now spreading out
ReplyDeleteall around - surrounding me." Intriguing opening stanza leading to change admin the calls for return. Much going under the surface, especially with repeat mentions of mother and return. Deep
I agree with dustus, brilliant original opening lines leading to a calling home for drops of dew, congregate with the clan.
ReplyDeleteJust exceptional poetry - profound, wise and evocative.
ReplyDeleteBrilliantly powerful open... fabulous call home.
ReplyDeletethat was eloquently written.
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