Chosen cohesion 


Still

still yourself

quiet that timber within

threatening to fall

weight around our necks

chains of emotion hidden and heavy

yoke and pull

hands touching earth

crumbling from once

staring upward

a tree with open branches

catching absorption 

closing in on itself

like a black-eyed giesha 

snaps her painted fan

shut

her silk bound feet shuffling

toward her purpose with dust of centuries

left in tug-boat wake

softly her emboidered kimono opens to reveal

a wooden center carved out smooth

she is a boat

carrying you over glass

aimed due west where the sun inks water crest with single bristle 

as lovers will carefully trace outlines

with thin brushed follow

as two cells divide and multiply

within the tree an echo

you stood here before breathing deeply

catching the timeorous whistle of life

carrying it into you as

a silver thrush will herald her joy

in bathing sunlight

you stood here before growing undaunted

no wood cutter can touch

splinter or mar your canopy

if your briar roots

welding with center and circle

woven by creators hand

shall purchase their faith in holding tight

the seasons passing

man and his feeble reach

like children aching to climb

unable to gain leverage

take to marbles below

sheltered from restless rain

their delight drifts high

oxygenated in relief

to be a child again and round the earth

sailing for eventual peace

found somewhere along the journey

as you take my hand and we listen

our heartbeats stilling in

chosen cohesion

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39 thoughts on “Chosen cohesion 

  1. “. . . to be a child again and round the earth sailing for eventual peace . . .” Nice. This is what I hope to become whenever I still myself from the outside!

    On Wed, May 10, 2017 at 10:09 AM, TheFeatheredSleep wrote:

    > TheFeatheredSleep posted: ” Still still yourself quiet that timber within > threatening to fall weight around our necks chains of emotion hidden and > heavy yoke and pull hands touching earth crumbling from once staring upward > a tree with open branches catching absorption&nb” >

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  2. I’ve said before in long form, now I will say it again in short form. I love your poetry. All of your poetry. No matter what you are expressing I am always deeply touched by your expressions. Your depth of feeling. Thank you. ❤ ❤

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  3. I agree with Alex. You are a gifted wordsmith, through and through. Your prolific poetry is always thought-provoking, sometimes confusing (in a good way – requiring attention), and soulful. I really cannot fathom how you find the time to write as well or as often as you do.

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    1. Dear one – thank you so much. I don’t really write too much compared to some, I see some posters literally do like ten poems or posts a day I couldn’t do that I wouldn’t have time. I try to masticate and write when I’m in the mood then edit and post when ready, so it’s a process, but definitely many others who write more for example my friend Richard has written FOUR books during the time I have been writing poems! argh! (confusing sometimes I am sure I am!)

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  4. You are brilliant. It becomes such a common phrase that I use to describe you. Sometimes we can feel that regular phrases can be worn out….used and old and no longer hold their true meaning. I hope you understand that I honestly believe your mind is gorgeous and brilliant and I love to feel that through your poetry.

    All my best, Shieldmaiden. ❤

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      1. Hmmmm….the only think i know of in olde norse is… SKOL!!!!! 🙂 But I’d happily drink a toast to you, Warrioress. and I love mead! 🙂

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