Sunday, June 24, 2012

poem: avalanche

I got lost in your Name
tumbling down the hillside
rolling past your holy rosy cross
inundations of blessed spirit
greening the soul
apriling the quivering hesitations
anviling the burgeoning seal
as if agency were a blessing
in all our nooks
all our harvests
all our emancipations
dissipations
triangulations
into the blessed might
into the blessed night
into the blessed sanctifications of our
rollercoastering rampant flight.

7 Comments:

Blogger Teresa said...

Very cool poem! I love the picture at the top and the image of holy rollering down the green hills into the blessed river. I also like the idea of spiritual rollercoastering. It must have been a powerful sermon this morning...

7:14 PM  
Blogger murat11 said...

T: Powerful sermon, lovely week spent at a friend's rivercasa in the Frio River canyon. Up on the hillside in the casa, down the hill in the cold river. Awesome.

9:12 PM  
Blogger Dee Martin said...

well sir, I have been away and experienced both he big hard sun and the rolling, tumbling, burgeoning of sister Debby as she marched across Florida :) Very appropriate poem and song. The first two lines are magnificent and lead us right down the side of the hills, dancing away into the wooded riverside.

10:07 PM  
Blogger Devil Mood said...

That was a really nice rhythm (I can never spell this word!) you created in the poem. Great song too, hadn't heard of it before.
Hope you're well, Paschal :)

5:25 PM  
Blogger murat11 said...

Dee, glad you chimed in on the service. Them were some glory days up in the Frio Canyon. Can't ever get enough of the song.

8:38 PM  
Blogger murat11 said...

Devil Girl, having a great summer, lots of little trips and visits, catching up on (and in this case, reprising) music. Thought of you when I checked out The Bird and the Bee's American "Masters" album - all covers of Hall and Oates songs. I love quite a few H&O songs and spend a lot of time over at Daryl Hall's podcast site - great stuff there, but "Masters"? Still, a fun if trippy album. Are you familiar with the 1970s Southern funk band Little Feat? Too soon dead founder Lowell George (an icon for many) was father to The Bird. Inira is her name? Little Feat's "Spanish Moon" is definitely worth a listen, as is Robert Palmer's later cover of it.

Best to you, mi guru.

8:46 PM  
Blogger Devil Mood said...

Wow, that's a lot of information! My Mum really liked Hall and Oates, so I used to listen to them as a child. But I haven't heard the covers yet. I don't know Little Feat, what a coincidence (or not) that he is Inara George's father. Youtubing it right now :)

5:21 PM  

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