Sunday, December 9, 2012

Carrying The World - A Magpie Tale

Offered by Tess for inspiration on this day, two days after the anniversary of the attack on Pearl Harbor, a day which will live in infamy, and one day after John Lennon was shot and killed.

Carrying The World

You are now adorned,
Africa low on your back,
the rest wrapped around
you, a tight embrace.
You hope for better timing
as you dance toward
the brighter star shine
far from the cold dead despots
of the bad old days.

Lennon's dead, you sigh.
I know where to go to find
young Morrison's grave
among the poets
and I'll grieve with them all. Now
John and Jim are gone
too soon, and with them
the others at the world's edge,
red floods of spilled blood.

December 9, 2012 11:29 AM

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10 comments:

  1. the world has grown quite discordant without their musical mastery to quiet it down.

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    1. Some people are given this kind of burden by the rest of us...

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  2. Christopher, your poem will be one of my favorites this week ...... so lovely.

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  3. This reminded me that, to some people, the world was once flat, and had an edge! :) I like your thinking...

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  4. I love where you took the last stanza of this.

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  5. Beautifully crafted poem, Christopher-- unique, exquisite imagery. I especially love:

    as you dance toward
    the brighter star shine
    far from the cold dead despots
    of the bad old days.

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The chicken crossed the road. That's poultry in motion.


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