through the looking glass
mirror morning silence
on the break of september
reflecting every definition
of impermanence
we whisper together
in the corners of summer
not ready to come out of hiding
not ready to escape our escape
climbing each other in a tangle of mime
rain drips from my shoulders
and you trace a path
with a broken-cut
bent branch finger
turning back time
and the last fallen leaf
from the tree
of itinerant shade
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Joining in today over at Imaginary Garden with Real Toads,
where Kerry has been lovely enough to feature
some of my photos in a poetry challenge.
Thanks, Kerry!
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August 31st, 2014 at 12:02 pm
life is full of impermenence…and the seasons remind us, ready or not, that change will happen…and we have to learn to live with it…cause holding on will only hurt more…
August 31st, 2014 at 12:07 pm
That first couplet is so beautiful! Love this.
August 31st, 2014 at 12:13 pm
Each line shimmers with the beauty of your thoughts, and artistic visualization. This is graceful and stylish poetry – but I would not have expected anything less than brilliant.
August 31st, 2014 at 12:24 pm
I don’t even know where to start with this–the lines that jumped out at me were ‘…not ready to escape our escape/climbing each other in a tangle of mime…’ but that itinerant shade is a laser beam. A very fine poem of mood and emotional place, that has the same soft lavender color and texture as your photo. Thanks so much for gracing the Garden with your art.
August 31st, 2014 at 3:14 pm
Good heavens, Woman. This is amazing. That branch finger gave me chills, straight up my spine. The first six and the last eight are my favorite lines. 😛 So yeah. The whole poem.
This is a powerful hingepoint, strategically placed in the (almost) center of the poem: “climbing each other in a tangle of mime”
Thank you again for sharing your ethereal work.
August 31st, 2014 at 3:52 pm
This create such a stunning image.. I really love to whisper together in the corners of summer.. But there are so many stunning lines here.. You create a perfect end of summer poem.. Thank you for the inspiring pictures.
August 31st, 2014 at 4:18 pm
impermanence, sigh
“not ready to escape our escape”
the shade tree, the finger of youth
How incredibly loving
sigh
August 31st, 2014 at 9:23 pm
Kelly, your poetry is lovely ~ I have been exploring your blogs and your Etsy site … and your photographs are beyond beautiful. Thank you for inspiring us.
August 31st, 2014 at 10:08 pm
the shade comes and goes
through rain and tangled whispers
there is no escape
cheers
JzB
August 31st, 2014 at 11:09 pm
the poem is like a vase, holding the blooms and singing of the passage of time…the first couplet is stunning…ok all the lines are…smiles..
September 1st, 2014 at 1:12 am
that last couplet… ~
September 1st, 2014 at 5:45 pm
My fav amongst all the other wonderful lines…”climbing each other in a tangle of mime”
September 1st, 2014 at 7:47 pm
Kelly….I agree with mood wings about the hingepoint line in your poem….it made me pause, mid-poem, to read it again…gloriously placed and worded. AND….your photography is absolutely stunning and so incredibly inspirational. A joy to behold the beautiful images and all the poems paired with it.
September 1st, 2014 at 11:44 pm
First of all what a beautiful photo. “mirror morning silence on the break of september” “not ready to escape our escape” Just two of the wonderful phrases in this piece. Fantastic write! Thanks so much for allowing us to use your beautiful photography as inspiration.
September 2nd, 2014 at 6:58 am
i feel this way today… not ready yet to escape my summer escape. or maybe i haven’t escaped yet and am longing? either way.
this photograph is gorgeous… all your work is wonderful. thanks so much for sharing it with us.