9/6/10

There is a pair of mooncalves,
blue and stagnant on the wall,
and the window traffic slurs
and the legs begin to crawl.
Their cold protruding caps
are enticing like the tides
and my sweet Achilles gills
are all sputtering in stride.
The water here is murky
as my chest compresses bones
and I'm thirsty for escaping
and not for casting stones.
 Photo Credit: Margaret Durow

31 comments:

  1. Stunning write that encompassing the soul ...can feel this as if standing at the edge...bkm

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  2. Here, I imagine Leonard Cohen or Tom Waits with perhaps a bit more sugar in their respective cups of tea. Very nice indeed.

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  3. I am tickled by your support...
    Will link you in.

    have fun scanning the participants list...

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  4. oh that is amazing.. a stunning rendition this..!

    my rally post is Here :)

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  5. This poem, your poetic gift...leaves me speechless. Truly,
    annie

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  6. Wonderful poem. I don't believe we've met before in the rally, but I hope you have a great rally week!

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  7. Beautiful :) I am captured by your words:3 and love the flow of it, happy rally my friend^^~

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  8. man I wish there was a "like" button I /actually/ liked the entry genuinely. I want to say something in accordance but I feel it wouldn't do proper justice to how I actually feel about the piece, at any rate, great work =]

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  9. I love the flow and the almost musical quality of your words.

    Stunning.

    Peace,

    http://notjeffery1.wordpress.com/2010/08/18/silence/

    (my entry for the rally this week)

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  10. brilliant piece of poetry there :D

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  11. I love the pictures, the concept and the poem.

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  12. thank you for sharing! loved this and made me smile :)

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  13. Confession...I've been silently reading your post for sometime...never commenting just sitting back and taking in the experience of your words...thank you for sharing your talent so freely.

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  14. awesome,

    return favors to those you did not visit previously please.
    i know u will.
    love your company.
    :)

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  15. Interesting --- take on a cup of tea, clever, and flows so well, good command of the word descriptive used perfectly.

    Joanny
    Thurdsay rally
    http://thedowsersdaughter.blogspot.com/

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  16. i was immediately engaged - this is beautiful. "and i'm thirsty for escaping/and not for casting stones."

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  17. "And I'm thirsty for escaping..." What a great line. Nice write. Bisous, Love and Light, Sender

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  18. I wanted to add that I REALLY love the ocean (have a degree in marine biology) so this piece really speaks to me.

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  19. wow. awesome words. love the last lines especially--they end it just right.

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  20. Excellent piece! Very powerful and imaginative. There is a lot to take in here, will have to read it a few more times.

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  21. Beautifully rendered piece with so many dimensions. I especially loved "sweet Achilles gills." What brilliant imagery, Madison!

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  22. great one...
    cheers!!!

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  23. What a lovely blog and poem. Perfect for a quiet afternoon. Victoria

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  24. Hey,
    I've given you a happiness award.
    Check it out on my page.

    Peace,

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  25. School is working.
    The rhyme is pleasantly relaxed.

    (The only Rally's here
    is a burger joint.)

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  26. Beautiful poem! "Achilles gills" - I love that! I'm very glad I happened upon your blog.

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