Wednesday, June 07, 2006

Stone in the river

there is a stone in the river
as big as a house

flowing down to the sea

there is a log in the river
caught against the stone

flowing down to the sea

slip out of the boat
walk the log
over the rushing waters

flowing down to the sea

slide past the house rock
and dive

flowing down to the sea

green
light
bubbles
shadows
light
green

flowing down to the sea

light
surface
push —
breathe!

12 Comments:

Blogger Delaleuverses said...

This was a delight to read, a great ensemble of words

6/07/2006 4:00 PM  
Blogger Lori Witzel said...

"Maytagged" by the poem!

(The phrase "Maytagged"? When one is tumped into a whirlpool and involuntarily goes on Mother Nature's spin cycle...)

6/08/2006 3:48 AM  
Blogger Tiel Aisha Ansari said...

very nice.

6/08/2006 7:48 AM  
Anonymous Sara said...

Another very musical one, MB. I can almost imagine it over some stately, Irish-ish air.

6/08/2006 9:02 AM  
Blogger Brenda said...

Oh, for such stones...

6/08/2006 9:33 AM  
Blogger Crafty Green Poet said...

I love the way the words move in this one. Lovely rhythm.

6/09/2006 1:24 AM  
Blogger alan said...

I could hear the water
from whence all came
and all returns!

alan

6/10/2006 12:46 AM  
Blogger MB said...

Thank you all.

Lori, I am familiar with the term maytagged. The washing machine of water that spins in the "hole" of a river where the water falls just below a boulder. Potentially deadly if you get caught in it. Your use of it here is on point.

6/12/2006 9:21 AM  
Blogger Sue hardy-Dawson said...

I feel the rhythem of the river and the feeling of smallness compared to the world

6/15/2006 12:20 PM  
Blogger MB said...

Thanks, Sue!

6/20/2006 9:22 AM  
Blogger chuck said...

yes...breathe...

what a nice feeling and flow...

nice...it works.

6/20/2006 10:56 AM  
Blogger MB said...

Chuck, thanks for stopping by and leaving such a nice comment!

6/21/2006 8:48 AM  

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