Saturday, July 13, 2013

On the horizon...

by klr

Water runs clear in the creek bed;
streaming moss grasps its hard pulled roots
Smooth mottled rocks look back at me,
gold tones hit thigh high wading boots

Light plays into stained glass ripples; 
Shades of evening gather and turn 
still pools to aubergine ink wells  
Gone is midday's white brittle fern

And all fools wish to love again; 
when all is said and done and fish 
swim no longer in murky dens, 
but frolic with faces clownish

Rising, flying to halfway heights
between the green sea and blue sky
Lofty hymns, pianissimo -
air and gulls' wings thus carried by

Heard only by the steadfast ear
they recall a sailor's lost joys, 
tribulation's lost salty tears
preserving crimped hearts as alloys

Flutters of wishes unfolding
fragile spirits lift sacredly
and in the throws of leaving cry 
the clouds for birds nigh achingly

Beating still louder, red gold wings, 
flocks of one million butterflies -
What was a lifetime of verses
disappears bidding it's goodbye's

Over at   dversepoets.com   Claudia has invited us to share our version of a mirage or heat wave, a kind of fantasy about real and the unreal...I had this already half written, although it doesn't suggest "hot", just that fine line between our visual and imagined horizons...and will be reading all the other posts tonight after dinner out.

44 comments:

  1. ah you got me...smiles...this is lovely...all fools wish to love again ...smiles...call me a fool...i wanna love and not say goodbye, even if it stills 1000 butterflies...smiles...really a moving piece...

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  2. Oh, those flutters of wishes unfolding...and then a lifetime of verses disappearing. A beautiful summer poem, Katy.

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    1. I like that you call it a 'summer poem' ..I think I will give it a new title ;) Thanks Mary

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  3. This is so melodic and flowing -- beautiful! It almost feels like riding on small gentle waves in the sea.

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    1. ...that's how I was feeling when I wrote it..moving on in a way..

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  4. This was a beautiful write. I could feel the flutters of wishes.

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    1. sometimes they feel just like that...and then they subside..thank you

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  5. Very dreamy--"a life time of verses . . . " left me a bit teary.

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    1. ..it's how I was feeling as well ;)

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  6. THi is great kkkaty. Surreal almost

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    1. Thank you...not understood perhaps but it comes from somewhere ;_) thanks.

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  7. oh i just love the images...the blend and the butterflies..lifetime of verse...the all fools wanting to love..yeah... it's wonderfully dreamy k.

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    1. thank you claudia...how the horizon looks to me and what's in that mirage is sometimes hard to tell ;)

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  8. A wonderful write that drifts from melancholy to fantastical then back again. Very nice write!

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  9. Dreamy and nice.. with the ferns and the butterflies... Lovely

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  10. so very lovely... the 3rd stanza stood out to me - beautiful imagery throughout. love where you take my mind - thank you for the journey...
    ~Miriam

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  11. This is lovely, certainly has that mirage quality. I almost felt I was flying with the butterflies:)

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    1. I think the photo helps with the mirage quality...thank you

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  12. Calming, soothing, wistful. I love your line stops - they make me read the poem in two very different ways.

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    1. ...me too....thanks for stopping by Marina

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  13. Gorgeous natural details all hinging on the fools who wish to love again.. that makes for a lovely read.

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    1. ...even if we don't love another again nature carries us through ..beyond the blue horizon..

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  14. For me it is difficult to grasp what you mean. The poem seems to be a condemnation of foolishness, but it is not clear. I find the pictures to many and confusing. But I love the rhymes.

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    ╔╝ worship ♫
    ╚══╝ CHRIST †

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    1. ....it's a testament of sorts of how beautiful life can be; it means when it comes to love we are easily enchanted...but its about how I look at life now at my age, going on 67, and what makes me most happy and wistful, where I've been and where I am going.. thanks, Anders.

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  15. this is really beautiful, and I'm appropriating Claudia's word of the year and going to say it's dreamy. -Mike

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    1. ...and a good word it is! Thank you..

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  16. This is so beautiful and dreamy. Made me really see the horizon. What a good write.

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  17. I appreciate that Myrna; it helps to take a break, you know, from writing and put energy into something else for awhile... ;)

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  18. "And all fools wish to love again;
    when all is said and done and fish
    swim no longer in murky dens,
    but frolic with faces clownish"

    Loved the visuals this brought to mind

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    1. you are the only one who specifically mentioned that stanza...I think it was lost on some ;) thanx

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  19. i love how flowy this is, beautiful.

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  20. love the interaction of the piece... made it personal

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    1. I'm glad you got something from this...it was personal for me as well ;)

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