Sunday, April 28, 2013

Waiting



In this rain drenched realm,
a thin oath,
transparent and harrowing
bringing worms and grubs 
gasping
to the surface.
Borrow or steal 
the guess that brings a change.
Either I  stifle the marrow
or march into the buried heart 
and rip it free.

I saw the new day waiting.






This weeks words: either, harrowing, marrow, grubs,  thin, oath,
saw, guess, rare, march, borrow, transparent

12 comments:

  1. I love that they are gasping toward the surface...there's hope and tension in that image. Lovely work.

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    1. Thanks Brenda-There is has not been a lot of writing lately. Just a lot of gasping. Hope however does live.

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  2. I feel a march waiting ahead with that new day!

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    1. Robyn- I have been dragging my feet, if I would march that new day would arrive sooner. Thanks for stopping by!

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  3. I also liked the images of gasping to the surface. Often feel that way myself of a morning,

    Elizabeth
    http://soulsmusic.wordpress.com/2013/04/28/pushed-beyond-limits/

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    1. Thanks Elizabeth. Our writing was on the same page.

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  4. Freedom in the new day...may it also be gently rewarding.

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    1. Jules- I need to stop dragging my feet. Things would go much more gently if I did that.

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  5. The last sentence makes it for me. Amazing.

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    1. Thanks Dave- I find those last few lines a bit startling but there was no way around them. Thanks for stopping by. teri

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  6. Cleverly done, and with such deep inner meaning.

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