Sunday, May 26, 2013

Rise

Sunday Whirl #110- May  26, 2013
Rise by Teri H  Hoover
 
Finding love close
within fertile layers.
I anchor my heart 
to the curves of the current. 
Free to shift and yield
the range of this phrase riding a beam of light.

Long months of ripping away.
Lofting tatters connect and rise,
redeemed.  




Sunday Whirl Words-beam, anchor, shift, close, heart, phrase,range, connect, current, fertile, layers, yield




From the stifling darkness
The colorful blooms
arise
to breathe in the light



 For the Poetics Bloomings-Get it Together prompt 

14 comments:

  1. Always nice to have a loving place to anchor one's heart!

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    1. Thanks for stopping by Robyn. This anchor may be a bit rusty but thankfully it still holds.

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  2. Hi Teri, This is a beautiful poem and quite succinct. I hope all is well with you and yours. It is nice to see you at the whirl.

    Pamela
    btw, no, I do not have a poem yet. I am not sure I will.

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    1. Pamela, It seems that succinct is only way to catch the shy muse. I feel grateful that I found a bit of writing this week. Thanks for stopping by. xo

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  3. The color of the iris and "breathe in the light" go so well together.

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    1. Thank you Barb. It was a fun photo to take. It is really like being in yoga, all that squatting and measured breathing, just to get get the right shot. xo

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  4. Love the poem, we all need an anchor in our lives. The photo is gorgeous.

    Elizabeth
    http://soulsmusic.wordpress.com/2013/05/26/before-breaking-silence/

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    1. I have been running around a lot without my anchor this spring- I have been tossed around a lot. Thanks for stopping by Elizabeth.

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  5. Finding love close must be everyone's ambition. Lucky you.

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  6. Hi,Teri
    Just beautiful! I love this deep purple flower in the green. Looks like something gorgeous happens next....

    Rainy season has come in Japan.
    Have a good day,
    Tomoko

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  7. Here's hoping tattered pieces can be twirled like sheeps wool, strengthend and turned into threads can be weaved into a fine cloth that can be worn like the purple plumage of this beautiful iris.

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