April 30, 2013

NaPoWriMo 2013 # 30...




between you and the rain


perhaps maps
don't show my eyes
anything
without my heart
seeing it first
hands along spun clay
wide sluiced grins
keeping the grooves
to where my rhythms meet
for heaven and sin
gin and lemon squeezed
between the tree
and a garden of rocks
where being found
is a sound joy makes
when understood

page after page
a sweet madness
curls my toes into
each written word
each trembling crocus
nearing another crown
the poem writes itself
certain of this call
certain of the Sun
today

EJR ©

10 comments:

  1. You shine, poet, when you dip your pen into beauty x

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  2. Such a beauty of a write you sure gave light.

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  3. a sweet madness...i rather like that...
    really a beautiful verse...

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  4. page after page a sweet madness..this is a madness that I could use more of..this is stunning..

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  5. Such vivid imagery in your verses. There's something ethereal about it. Love these verses:

    page after page
    a sweet madness
    curls my toes into
    each written word

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  6. hands along spun clay
    wide sluiced grins
    keeping the grooves
    to where my rhythms meet...so many beautiful phrases in this but as a potter this made me smile. Lovely imagery as always, Edward. -Kat / @BeingMama

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  7. ...the poem writes itself --- indeed & loved it... smiles...

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  8. Love your words - beautiful.

    Anna :o]

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