Sunday, March 23, 2014

Un-civilized

     Inspire Wings by Ella of Ella's Edge

There is a place
no steel-tongue, stone-eyed
traps are set
no barbed-wire boundaries strung
nor poisoned pans
laid out

there is a place,
a compass-cornered alcove,
where grey wind goes
as it rushes past

there is a place
in star-crooned skies
the moon resides
with all her lovely faces 

there is a place
the waters gather
to listen to the sirens sing
in deep-chambered blues

there is a place
behind dream-kissed eyes,
each night,
I slip the leash


This is for the Sunday mini-challenge over in the garden at IGRT.  Click on the link and check it out.  We were instructed to write about our inner wild woman, and I didn't really do that.  Instead I ended up writing about these lovely, wild havens.   Oh well.... And, I should add I've also tried my hand at kenning (creating a new word by combining existing words...sort of), which Bjorn Rudberg explains so well at dVerse.  Once again I am too slow to link up, but you should still check it out anyway.  Besides his interesting and thorough explanation you'll find some brilliant poems. 

24 comments:

  1. A place that would be fun to view indeed

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  2. Wild is wild is wild .. lovely poem, Mary! (darn it, I can be sedate when I try)

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    1. It is! Thanks Helen. (And you're not SUPPOSED to be sedate! You rock!)

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  3. Behind dream kissed eyes... among other lines throughout, your words have a magical lens to them.

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  4. i like your kennings in this as well mary...its a cool build all the way through...love that even the water listens in that next to last stanza...and that you can slip the leash to find it...though that you have to is a bit disconcerting....

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    1. Thanks Brian. I should add something about the dVerse kennings, because I read that and ruminated over it, but wasn't in time to link up. That did def influcence my word choice (or world building) in this. And, don't be too disconcerted, I really had something in mind that was much less drastic than this ended up sounding, but I like the the way it reads. Lol, that's why I don't write biographies. ;-)

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  5. A great poem, Mary. I love it.

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  6. Oh man I would love to visit such a wonderful sounding place.

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    1. Thank you Lilith - I hope you find it!

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  7. Well Mary, I'm not so sure about the muse leaving you a bit! This most recent piece is especially terrific - written with great poise and stimulating clarity - "each night, I slip the leash" - Lovely! With Best Wishes Scott www.scothastie.com

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    1. Thanks so much Scott! All the best to you too. :o)

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  8. I enjoyed reading about your wild haven, Mary! Great use of kennings. I particularly like those in the two closing stanzas.

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  9. the repetition works well, to return (and return) us to that place ~

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