Saturday, May 08, 2010

one word revolution: lashes


evering the detours

calming the fees

casting allure

down lengthy greens.

simple calculations,

this heart greener

than that

all the carp

you can eat


in the cesspools

of granted wheat.

walk miles

swim rivers

cloud mind

with all that

withers, i am seed

building seed

trampling seed

& i wander

the castled ways

seeding fire

in coffee eyes

in coffee ways

tearing down

the fear

in all the fearsome




Blogger Dee Martin said...

marigold indeed, pure gold, walking and swimming and building and trampling and those absolutely gorgeous coffee eyes. Senior pep rally yesterday and this little one puts me in mind of the big ones and their skits and cheers and songs saying goodbye and hello. Teared up a bit. I will miss some of this crop with their wanna be coolness and now just a little bit of terror at the grown up expectations running under all the end of school excitement. So much potential in those seeds, for good and evil in their lives. This one hit me right between the heart.

11:02 AM  
Anonymous Teresa said...

So the word lashes made you think of Tiger Woods? He does have long beautiful lashes.

I liked this poem. It seems to go from golf to chess to your coffeeshop poetry, but it never gets into cats-o-nine-tails, canings, torture.

11:56 AM  
Blogger murat11 said...

Dee: The goodbyes are comin' on, ain't they? Our seniors start their exams next Friday, graduate two weeks from today. They've asked me to do this year's Baccalaureate address; I'll post it after it's delivered. Glad this struck a chord.

2:25 PM  
Blogger murat11 said...

Teresa: Intuitive gel, you is. Among other things, this was a collage of the morning's wanderings.

2:26 PM  
Blogger Tammie said...

wonderful momentum and power to this piece and the ending is perfect.

2:49 PM  
Blogger murat11 said...

Tammie: It grew on me as I wrote it, tumbling and rumbling.

2:56 PM  

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