Welcome to the Abbey’s Poetry Party #55!
I select an image and suggest a theme/title and invite you to respond with your own poem. Scroll down and add it in the comments section below. Feel free to take your poem in any direction and then post the image and invitation on your blog (if you have one), Facebook, or Twitter, and encourage others to come join the party! (permission is granted to reprint the image if a link is provided back to this post)
On Sunday, February 19th, I will draw a name at random from the participants and the winner will receive a free registration spot in my upcoming online art retreat for the season of Lent – Soul of a Pilgrim (February 22-April 7, 2012).
This week we celebrate Valentine’s Day. Instead of writing love letters and poems to our lovers and beloved ones, I am inviting you this week to write a poem that is a love letter to something from daily life, something absolutely ordinary, but when viewed in the right moment it becomes luminous. It could be a seagull hovering over the water, steam rising from a cup of morning coffee, the beginning shoots of spring, even the dirty laundry left from someone we care about deeply, whatever it is that is calling your attention this week in the most ordinary and extraordinary way.
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71 Responses
The gift of flight where wings play host is an illusion
For we too fly all over the world and universe with our minds
Does our consciousness travel with us when we seek other realms?
For we know not how we go nor do we know how we come back again
Eyes Open
With eyes wide open
taking in the full view,
I then divert attention
to some particular sight.
An image to paint
taking me into
the place of pure being
or a need to fill,
carrying with it
attendant blessing.
Betsy B Kitch
7-9-2011
…. my child, spread those wings and fly ….
from Mother
Space and stillness
finding the very essence of life
there
Space and stillness
waking to quiet worship
time
Space and stillness
from which to enter
the world of work
Space and stillness
making room for
fellow travellers
Space and stillness
to cherish the loved ones
and companions
Space and stillness
to return and find
I never left
Astigmatism
is this what happens
when vision clears?
i drop into myself
heartbeat by heartbeat
and feel blue blush
whispers against
the curve of my ear.
i breathe them
in
and step
with an ecstatic scream
into a new reality
where you wait.
Warm, wet, wonderful, sweat hour
Perspiration on the floor glistens
Reassuring me of a greater power
My whole being–mind-body-soul glistens
Glory to my parts that move in precision
Working in perfect harmony …human being
Made unique in his image…His will be done
My sweat …a gift of a Supreme Being
Your loving heart causes mine to beat
Your love gives me hope, truth, breath, Spirit
I move, I run, I swim, I dance…. I retreat
I still, drip, listen, knowing your righteous path