Seeking Shelter

seeking shelter from the storm

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Words of Wisdom

A Day of Sharing Words

Beginning by James Wright

The moon drops one or two feathers into the fields.
The dark wheat listens.
Be still.
Now.
There they are, the moon's young, trying
Their wings.
Between trees, a slender woman lifts up the lovely shadow
Of her face, and now she steps into the air, now she is gone
Wholly, into the air.
I stand alone by an elder tree, I do not dare breathe
Or move.
I listen.
The wheat leans back toward its own darkness,
And I lean toward mine.

Thanks to LK Ludwig for sponsoring this Day of Words, where bloggers post a poem so that we can all spend a day meeting "new words, new poets, new poems, new ways for the heart to beat."

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You can find Beginning by James Wright in Above the River: The Complete Poems.

angel

angel dressed in stone
marked by age everlasting
watchful in her gaze

Let Nature Appear

like no other feeling, like no other sound
the rush of the wind, the pulse of the ground

elixir, intention, a spontaneous space
a sense of adventure, a majestic embrace

light and enchanting, a plumage so warm
dark and encumbered, in shadow and form

by design, it will stretch, it will soar, it will fly
the power of forests, the freedom of sky

there is rain, there is thunder, it is second to none
adrift and asunder, it cant be undone

transition will follow the edge of a breeze
and times we cannot see the woods for the trees

the call of the wild, the answer so clear
the echo of time, both rich and austere
the story is written, let nature appear

After the Storm

When the thunder ends and the rain stops falling
When the sea is calm and the birds start calling
The clouds will part like a curtain drawing
Promise of an open door

When the air is clear and the wind stops blowing
The sun reappears and the earth starts glowing
A light so strong as if all knowing
Sense of wonder to explore

In that window, in that time
A clearing of a cluttered mind
A ray of hope, it all takes form
In that moment, after the storm

nature's grace

natures's grace...


nature's grace in a moment of repose
singular in its beauty
brilliant in design
alight in an instant of time

nature's grace, unparalled in form
captured in its essence
free to fly away
unfettered, unrivaled, on display

nature's grace, spotted on a wall
itself a blanket of blue
rough in texture, withered in rhyme
a crossing of surface sublime