My heart rides in the petals of a water lily--
my coat a pebbled shore.
Here is the bridge of turquoise stones,
magpie calls, and bamboo bones
with the blind sky waiting, waiting, evermore.
My heart rides in the blind sky waiting--
my love a wounded bird.
Here is the bridge of mica memories.
the lost valise, and aromas of home
with the blue water singing, singing, a flowing word.
My days are blue water singing--
in a ewer made of hours.
Here is the bridge of goldfish scales,
old china dishes, and copper nails
all riding in the petals of a lily, a lily, my water bower.
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for What's Going On? "Bridges"
"Water Lily Pond" by Claude Monet
Music: Aisha Badru "Bridges"
Ahhhhh, I have missed your poems so much. Each line so breathtaking, the imagery amazing, as always.......I will never understand why you are not internationally famous - but you are, among we online poets lucky enough to read you. I love the bamboo bones, the blind sky, "my love a wounded bird", and the blue water, singing. In short, I breathed in this poem with delight.
ReplyDeleteAh, the lily as a water bower! (My name means lily!) Under the blind sky and riding "the blue water singing, singing, a flowing word." So lovely. There is a flow, but also the sense of being held still in time. I love the paradox of living within a frame.
ReplyDeletePS. Love the song!
DeleteSo beautiful - lyrical in rhythm, image and cadence. A truly lovely poem.
ReplyDeleteMy heart rides in each word of the poem! I can't get over the images of "a wounded bird", "aromas of home' and "blue water singing..." It's my story as it were. So beautiful Shay. Thank you for joining us.
ReplyDeleteThere is something very musical about this, tender and longing, part form and part the natural movement of the poem, like "..blue water singing, singing, a flowing word..." There is also a softness and wash like moving water to it, and your word choices are, as always, stunning and purely your own. I especially love the blind sky and the bamboo bones. Just beautiful writing, Shay.
ReplyDeleteA lovely poem with so many beautiful lines with evocative imagery, such as this: " My heart rides in the blind sky waiting--
ReplyDeletemy love a wounded bird. " Good to see you!
Lovely poem, Shay. Water lily petals and turquoise stone bridges .... perfection.
ReplyDeleteNow this is a poem! A lovely poem. I love how the stanzas feed into each other, the clever use of repetition, connecting them like a bridge.
ReplyDeleteA very delicate and picturesque description of each bridge and its importance...
ReplyDeleteBeautiful poem - perfection of imagery.
ReplyDeleteI love this painting and your response to it, especially the image of "bamboo bones" and "my coat a pebbled shore." I've written to this painting before too :-) It was used by the Ekphrastic Review last year.
ReplyDeleteSo many bridges connecting us to past present and future. Lovely imagery--Monet's water lilies are particular favorites of mine.
ReplyDeleteGorgeous. The repetition and rhyme give this poem just the right touch.
ReplyDeleteI love the rhythm of this poem. You have a wonderful way with words. Suzanne (wordpress blog - Wayfaring)
ReplyDeleteAnd just like that, your poem contains multitudes. Of petals.
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