luna and sol

luna and sol

A Poem by J
"

...just a weekend out surfing in Raglan, yet again.

"
 

mary jane and merlot out on the deck and i
as usual, giggling, pointing and thinking it's all so
silly. traffic never belonged here, two hours south, maybe
another half hour to drive. warm still. listening to each other's
voices. and the air conditioner which i never mentioned
irritates me as much as loose hairs
straggled all over
my face.

where is now and silence, where is this incense and shadow
you speak of calling you to the water, bursting your ventricles
with so much joy? i listen, i burrow under and try to recall:
ah, there is deliverance here, here where i'll always be warm
and looked after. here, where sparrows are tiny guests
to feed with soggy bits of bread. a starling hovers
with wings too easy to split in two, crushed
between thumbs and the smoky plumes  
of a city far away: music calls, it is
so silent here. i cradle my
guitar, sing a winter song
when i shouldn't

bless this night
with earthen
fingers.

fingers to wrap around each story.
moments to cloud this deck with song. 
 

© 2009 J


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This is elegant, it has a smooth and homey feel, I love the way the story played out in my mind, it was like a childhood memory of the country side where I grew up. This is real and vivid. I love what you have achieved here, absolutely enchanting. *favorites*

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Beautiful imagery... tells a story and captures the feeling of bieng there. Many poets cannot master the art of telling the story in fragments... thier work comes out as frgaments of thoughts... but you have captured it masterfully.

Posted 13 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

nicely written.. i like it :)

Posted 13 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Nice moment, captured tipsily well, I enjoyed

Posted 14 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Nice and unusual--not the expected, which is oh so welcome! Wonder if you could sustain this style for a long extended piece? Maybe...

Posted 14 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Interesting, now this work is definitely something a person can way there thoughts on. You know I never say anything to change a person's writing cause I think it's perfect how it is. I even have a saying that proves my thoughts. But I mean it's just the lower case I's, but again whatever your writing, and I don't want to be a hypocrite. I like this though it's beautiful and as always well expressed!

Posted 14 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

breath taking ..beauty..your words are supple..i think they are humans...i mean they have so much to say and so many worlds to share.

Posted 14 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

This is elegant, it has a smooth and homey feel, I love the way the story played out in my mind, it was like a childhood memory of the country side where I grew up. This is real and vivid. I love what you have achieved here, absolutely enchanting. *favorites*

Posted 14 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

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. vivid and fascinating! ...

Posted 14 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Wow, felt like we were all sitting out on my deck partaking of bliss.
Very nice and I too enjoyed the audio...well read J

Posted 14 Years Ago


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