Tuesday, June 22, 2010
Poetry Quickfire
To Cool the Soul
Convinced that a memory of sensation will pry
free the strangle hold parching my will,
I stop the stir of the pot and guarding of the time
as I dream to gather rain and flood me.
Determined to absorb that rushing downpour
deep into my veins and wring out my burden,
I place my worn hands on the crying window
as I ache to empty me and rain dance.
Back on the poetry quickfire bandwagon again. As I'm trying to get this poem out, I'm telling two of my children to please let Mama have "her time." It's challenging sometimes to let that whole poetic me come out to "play" when the kids are pushing for the everyday me to get this or that. Hope this poem makes some sense. It feels rough, but you know what? So do I right now. Can you tell that the kids are home very early these days? LOL. Two more days until summer vacation. Am I ready? Watch out for that next downpour, I may be very tempted to dance a little on my deck :)
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I have MISSED your poetry quickfire!! Thanks for fulfilling my withdrawls ;-)
I am aching now reading your words though for I wish I could whisk you away for some dancing fun.
At the very least, stop by my place (when the kids are asleep) and let my words take you back on a musical journey. I just wrote about "the soundtrack of my life" in my latest post.
Thinking about you Kelly! Sending you best wishes right at this moment.... can you feel it? I'm sending Bono to your doorstep too (my dog, not the musician... hahahah!)
Wonderful words, as always a pleasure to read.
Yvonne.
This was a beautiful poem! great to see that you're back at it; I love reading your stuff!
JM
A poem worth a read ! your opera hat writing always attracts a dozen poem lovers!
All the best.. ever thought of converting your blog into a book?
seriously!
love Naqvee
Glad your creative juices are flowing again. Hope all is well! :O)
Yeah! She's back :) Love it, especially the second stanza. I can see your face against the clouded pane, feel the longing for release with every drop. As you know I adore the rain, an ultimate symbolism for cleansing soul. Keep them coming!
This moved me and I am so glad I stopped by! It has been some time! Blessings
Kringle
Love,love,love it! You speak for many women. I agree with my friend Naqvee...you should compile these into a book.
LOVE it! Glad to see you were able to squeeze in a bit of "momma time"!
I am surprised to see that they are even still in school. I think the kids around here have been out for about a month already!
Yeah for a poem - I've missed your poetic words as of late. Hopefully more to come?!?
This is a beautiful poem. I like the rain imagery.
beautiful poem. i feel those words.
Woww!!!!!!! I Love Rain. Beautiful Poem Dear :) :)
I think there is a rawness to your words that I can relate to on a cell level of my being... I too struggle with letting creativity out when it wants to be expressed.
Its good to hear your poetic voice... thank you for your prayers :)
So glad you are back on the wagon again. I've missed these posts.
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Love this one, Kelly.. I stand out.. "the crying window". Love it!
It looks like the Muse has visited you again.
Big hugs!
~B xx
That is a beautiful poem.
I really enjoyed your poem. I can also relate to having small children, who, by their very nature, distract, we, being Mother's, must tune in to those distractions, so we can follow our path to creativity. Time will pass, but there are precious moments to write about as you gaze into their little faces. I so relate to the rain and the dancing!!
It wasn't a very good poem...more like sensational! Am I to understand that with all the typing you've been doing and especially of late, that you haven't compiled your very own creative words for the world to enjoy? Shame on you, but thanks for sharing this one.
Septembermom...you mentioned that you always get your "color" boost when you visit my blog...I always get a boost as well when I visit yours. Your incredibly honest poetry and day to day posts of a hard working mother and wife always remind jolt me back to reality...something I need from time to time.
Thanks,
Dan
I really wanted to say that I felt the depth of emotion so beautifully and powerfully expressed. I'm not an expert on the construction or delivery of poetry but you are as good as good gets and greater than most in my book.
I was sucked right into this poem Kelly. I loved it.
With four kids, I'm surprised you can even have a coherent thought ... let alone write poetry!
Kelly! So glad to be over at your place again. How I have missed you. How have you been?
This poem is so very lovely. This is the type of poem, that as I read it, I said, "I wish I'd written that."
Beautiful! So I take it the kids are doing great! *hugs*
Beautiful writing Septembermom. Certainly one of your best poems to date. I can't believe you can let the creativity pour with all the things you have to juggle. I'm impressed! Have a great day :)
Beautiful. I especially like the image of the "crying window." Thank you for sharing your poetry.
Wait wait wait, your kids are still in school? Wow. We're halfway through summer school already!
And I did like that poem. It was rough, but it had a great movement and feel to it.
You are so talented!
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