Thursday, February 11, 2016

So Much

So much depends upon
the curve of the horizon

at night

on the other side of the world.

Take it as an act of faith--
believe that your lover is there in the darkness
breathing
like sea birds on an updraft

in some harbor you've never seen.
______

For my own Fireblossom Friday "Red Wheelbarrow" challenge at Real Toads.

Several of you have asked me how I am. I guess I've been scarcer than usual. My doggy, Skittles, is having some health concerns, and that, along with returning to work and all that goes with delivering mail in Michigan in February have left me little energy for composing very much. Thank you to everyone who asked after me. I'm fine, and I am working to get Skittles that way, too. 

27 comments:

Sherry Blue Sky said...

I was thinking of you today, kiddo, and ms. Skittles. Hope she recovers well. Jasmine had troubles with spaying too. I can feel the narrator in this poem, yearning up and over the horizon as darkness falls. Sigh. Poignant, beautiful, lump-in-the-throat writing, as always.

Debi Swim said...

Gorgeous. (Hope Skittles feel much better soon)

Joanna Jenkins said...

Short and lovely. Thank you!

Hope Skittles is doing okay... and you too!

xo jj

Margaret said...

Just gorgeous poetry. Yes, Michigan winters... I so DO know what they are like - nothing NOTHING keeps people home it seems - they just keep trudging along. You would just DIE to see how people down south in NC here respond to a dusting of snow and ice - and what the THINK is cold. ha ha I do a lot of eye rolling :) (I thought Skittles just got fixed - I didn't understand she had other health issues.)

Hannah said...

Love the mention of birds and your last line...all together rich emotive imagery. :) Thanks

Sioux said...

When our dogs have health problems, it's so horrible for us because they can't tell us what's wrong with them... And often, they're such loyal, tough things, they just try to power through as much as they can.

We Missouri wimps bow to you Minnesota sturdy stock. Our 20 degree weather this week is what you guys probably call "Spring."

I hope work gets easier, and I hope Skittles gets better soon.

Whoops. Almost forgot about the poem. Love it (nothing unusual there). The last two lines: ethereal.

thotpurge said...

Love that image...breathing like seabirds on an updraft!

brudberg said...

I feel this is exactly how it even if you sleep next to your lover... there we are world's apart... until we wake and meet.

Brendan MacOdrum said...

Absolutely exquisite, FB. A plush sigh and an amen.

Kerry O'Connor said...

Such a beautiful poem, Shay. I'd like to put a frame around it.

Tabitha Bird said...

Hope skittles is well soon. I love my fur babies. I feel for you.

And beautiful words as always x

aspiritofsimplicity said...

Oh yes I believe it. I live on the ocean and often wonder what my people on the other side are up to.

Mama Zen said...

This made me sigh.

Rommy said...

Despair and elation can hinge on such small things.

Outlawyer said...

Really a beautiful poem, Shay--hope you do see that harbor soon. k.

De said...

So sorry to hear about Skittles. Puppy prayers.
I love the feeling of oneness this poem brings...we're all hanging out under that same sky...

TexWisGirl said...

first, loved the poem. some days all we can do is hold out hope, eh?

second, i'm sorry for little skittles. i do hope she will be well!

angieinspired said...

Shay, I love what you've done here. The brevity is so wcw. First couplet is beautiful. Last line is something that's been rattling around in my brain, a harbor I've never seen. The longing...I do hope Skittles is on the mend...and that your feet don't get wet delivering mail. I delivered mail (in a younger life) in Colorado winter's. Sleet, snow, ice. Be careful out there.

grapeling said...

midnight here, reading this - maybe this is the other side of the world...

hoping Skittles improves... ~

kaykuala said...

There has to some sense of trust perhaps. Incisive lines Shay!

Hank

hedgewitch said...

You really managed to make that line your own here, to purge it if any other context and lift the reader into your narrator's dream. Soft, sweet, exquisite poem, Shay.

Carol Campbell said...

Your heart's passion runs through your words. will pray for you and Skittles!

Ella said...

You and Skittles are in my thoughts and prayers!! I recently got a puppy-and I am a nervous fur mama~

Loved your poem! Short and sweet with the horizon of believe-that is all we can hope for!

Susie Clevenger said...

Oh I love this...so wistfully romantic

Helen said...

Broad grin and deep sigh .... perfect for Valentine's Day, Shay.

Jennifer Wagner said...

Wistful and beautiful. "Curve of the horizon" is such a gorgeous opening.

Marian said...

Sending kisses to Skittles! Get better, woof!