Upon the Craggy Spine

A mood I had to express over my lunch hour today...

I persist…

upon the craggy spine of life

knowing full well my place

yet, my purpose

evades understanding

 

Unless…

Unsure…

Until…

 

You wander

upon this arduous path

finding my solitary vista

needing this sanctuary to be

unassailable…

 

I am weather worn

too young

to be thus, I am affected,

prevailing winds and exposure,

lightning strikes discharge

tensions explode, observed

by a casual passerby,

and I confined

within foundational rocks,

thirst…

 

Yes, it is constant,

this burning

thirsty, these roots

delicate and reaching…

a soft persistence

fracturing granite resolve

with a tenderness

of essential vulnerability

yet,  wounded

with the slightest disturbance,

a branch withers and dies…

 

There is shade to be found

if you would satiate your soul,

my fruit brilliantly colorful

succulently sweet,

fragrant blossoms seasonally precede

this display pollinated

by predictability

of chance happenings,

as deadwood past failings provide you fuel,

inviting you to play, cook, and rest

within my flickering combustion…

 

Delight yourself

underneath me

within my canopy of love,

swing on devotion’s triple twined cord…

scribe our twinned history

upon the bark of my flesh,

and when at last

the blight doth reach my heart

entwine me

in flowering vines

of shared purpose

covered in affection’s remembrance.

Reviews

[Frieda P]

Dreams come undone before our eyes, we are weather worn and beaten, but if we're lucky enough in this life we find someone that comprehends our plight and lifts our spirit to new heights. Your words are extremely affecting & have a bittersweet twist here Scott, makes me want to give you a huge squishy hug my dear friend. Love ya muchly. xo

[David Scott]

Thank you Frieda. I love your comfy hugs! Do not feel sorry for the "tree" in this poem. It survives and even thrives. It bears fruit and has a purpose, eve if only to form a shadow on the horizon of the setting sun...
Much love and gratitude to you my dear friend.

[Frieda P]

Very poetic Scott, but I know that tree still has some prickly branches, just saying my love.....xo

[David Scott]

Ha. No thorns here. Just some knots and scars. ;)

[Aethereal]

This poem shows how someone else complements you. I was inspired to write this tiny gift poem for you:

Complete Connection

Every ship upon the sea
leans on an Other,
a strong wind to push it free,
a tug on its rudder.

[David Scott]

I like your gift. :)
Yes, there is always come "Other" to all existence. Even to the existence of God. Why should we consider ourselves above or below the ability to be connected at any time?
Interesting thoughts are birthing from your contribution Aethereal.

[Aethereal]

You’re welcome! A sail without the wind has no purpose.

[Will Neill]

David,you write like a pheniox reborn from the ashes, sometimes we need to refresh our weary souls and I think with your words you have reached that goal. Good to see you back.
Will

[David Scott]

Thank you Will. This poem is from earlier this year... I thought I would leave one poem up so new authors would know I am a poet of sorts when I review their work.
This poem does reflect my disposition however... fragile, yet resolved to love my friends in this world with pure intention.

[Will Neill]

Good friends will understand the good intentions.
Take Care
Will

[Lydia Shutter]

Ah, feeling old before your time.....beaten up by circumstance and taunted by Madame Fate. The thirst is not a bad thing. It is the inspiration to move forward into the future...to achieve the dreams you have dreamed and to start dreaming new ones. Not sure if you are married or have a significant other, but the last stanza made me think you are speaking to a romantic interest. Yes, a shared history means so much as you grow older. Your thoughts are entwined with another's and your dreams are fulfilled together. Remembering things you have shared is so sweet. Of course, you could also have been referring to Mother Nature. In any case, your words were beautifully written, David. Very expressive. Lydi**

[David Scott]

I am married... Life is not the way we dream it to be, yet we should still dream and promise ourselves to live fully as well as we can with what we have. This is me being real and knowing who and more importantly, where I am... Nature reminds me of these balances very much. I am really being introspective with this write Lydi. I think you are wise enough to have seen well my intentions and also the various overtones I would consider as well when I reflect upon them meanings of these words for myself.
Thank you for taking the time to see the man behind the write as well as to simply enjoy the product.

[Lydia Shutter]

My pleasure, David.

[Sami Khalil]

"Delight yourself underneath me.

Within the canopy of my love,

Swing on devotion’s triple twined cord,"

This was amazing David. Love happens in your flickering combustion as both heart doth reach into affection. Your twine chords are revealing your twinned history.No slight disturbances in your words when you discharge tenderness to each other. Excellent...:)......................

[David Scott]

Thank you Sami. I was playing with words a little there... Kind of like a little tickle on the ear of a lover... I was going for subtle playfulness. I am glad you picked out this stanza.

[Sami Khalil]

Yep. Stands out. You are welcome...:).....................

[icelandicblue]

The words you have penned here take on the beauty of it all, even when it's over on earth love never dies:
Delight yourself underneath me.
Within the canopy of my love,
Swing on devotion’s triple twined cord,
Scribe our twinned history upon the bark of my flesh,
And when at last the blight doth reach my heart,
Entwine me in flowering vines of shared purpose,
Cover me in your affectionate remembrance.

[David Scott]

Thank you for sharing the part you felt most deeply.

[The Quill]

amazing one sir :) grat use of words and fabulous thoughts :)

[David Scott]

Thank you for reading. Your work is very fine sir. :)

[The Quill]

ohh please sir, don't call me "sir", i am a novice and joined here few days back to actually learn and read works of fine writers who are here, and you are surely one of them. Glad to find a place like this

[David Scott]

Ha. Ok. Call me Scott and I will call you by your name, whatever it is... :)
You are a very talented writer my new friend.

[Robbie~xoxo~]

BEAUTIFULLLY PENNED!...artistically expressed, sweet Unicorn!

I know the confinement you speak of...very aware of the rocks which hold you.

It is only when you share and empathize with others that your thirst is quenched...

You are a giving soul, you deserve the utmost affection in which you receive now and in the future...

A thought-provoking write... ~xoxo~(wish I could hear that conversation) lol

[David Scott]

Thank you for reading and reviewing this Robbie. Also, thank you for responding with tenderness and understanding my heart dearest mermaid.

[Robbie~xoxo~]

It's always a pleasure, my dear Unicorn!~xoxo~:)

[David Scott]

Yes it is... A pleasure to have your company. ;).
Xoxo back at ya.

[Robbie~xoxo~]

(((hugs)))xxxxx :D

[David Scott]

Awe... Stop it... You spoiling me. ;)
Then again, I do love to be spoiled. :)
Your the best.

[Robbie~xoxo~]

You deserve it! xx :))

[Pryde Foltz]

Really great work with analogy. Visceral, impressionistic, and naturalistic.

[David Scott]

Thank you Pryde. I connect well with nature. My spirit is there always ...

[Pryde Foltz]

A good place to be.

[The Rock And Roll Cowbo..]

This is quite fantastic… full of such positivity, and loving tenderness. And with such a creative essence of intellectual appeal.

[David Scott]

Thank you Dale. I really enjoy your thoughts.

[The Rock And Roll Cowboy(REBEL WITH A CAUSE)]

You are most welcome sir.