Sunday, January 16, 2011

Trees Down -- Poetry 2011

Lights, beads and ornaments
decorate flat surfaces…
Christmas in disarray;
piles of meaningless dressing
jumbled within phylum order.
Annual love-hate relationship:
dragging boxes from storage;
shoving them back into darkness.
Tree-top angel stands above it all;
wings open ready for flight, she
overlooks chaos of wafting dog hair,
shabby furniture laced in tree trimmings,
worn subflooring, torn scatter rugs…
from her perch on high, left palm
draws in energy to this divine replica.
Holding scrolled decree, her eyes connect
to mine; disregarding clutter, words winging,
pencil to paper creates a sacred place
to honor words and fledgling voice…


Denise Levertov “I'm not very good at praying, but what I experience when I'm writing a poem is close to prayer. I feel it in different degrees and not with every poem. But in certain ways writing is a form of prayer."

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