Sunday, March 24, 2013

Waiting



Settled into clay and sand.
Fallen and forgotten.
Across four hundred years of yesterdays.
Stirred and wound into the unmoving firmness.
Now boldly hushing leaves,
Stirred without hurry.
A jar filled with lavender husks,
Sweetness disguised in the longing.

Even the mighty oak tree disguises itself as an acorn for awhile. 
This is my country of waiting.




this weeks words over at Brenda's are:disguised, forgotten, country, hurry, tree, wound,
mind, sand, stirred, jar, across, yesterday

11 comments:

  1. How lovely. Those last two lines in particular reached my heart.

    I hope all is well with you.

    m

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  2. This is profoundly moving Teri ...stirred with hurry ...a jar filled with lavender husks...this is my country of waiting...especially that last line...very cool.

    http://nsaynne.wordpress.com/2013/03/25/if-i-if-you/

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  3. I like the oak tree disguises line and stirred without hurry. I loved sweetness disguised in the longing. I think it may be a truth that sweetness is always disguised in the longing. Yes!

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  4. Beautiful vivid images and I agree with everyone else, that last verse is immediate and eternal.

    Elizabeth
    http://soulsmusic.wordpress.com/

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  5. The cycle of life is beautiful; where there are flowers there is hope, where there are seeds there is promise and where there is writing there is acknowledgement and thankfulness. A most moving piece Teri.

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  6. Hi Teri!
    This is gorgeous writing! I especially loved these last lines.
    The imagery is spectacular:
    "Stirred without hurry.
    A jar filled with lavender husks,
    Sweetness disguised in the longing.

    Even the mighty oak tree disguises itself as an acorn for awhile.
    This is my country of waiting."

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  7. Teri, this is beautiful. You have disguised the words well. How are you? You have been missed.

    Pamela

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  8. Reminds me of digging up treasure...and old burial grounds of the honored ancients.

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  9. Thank you all,the comments are appreciated. xo teri

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  10. one of your best, teri! the tension between strength and memory, silence and boldness..

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