Thursday, August 09, 2007

If you really want to know























Make no bones about it, you are more than
Rubbing elbows, more than shoulder to shoulder.

You’re in the blood, after all, in the flesh, in the
Same breath, joined at the hip, body and soul.

So move in close, as close as you can get,
Put your back into it, get under that skin,

Straight to the bone, touch the nerve, until
You are the blood from the stone,

Until you are the sweat that pearls your skin. Now
Open your innermost ear and ask what

Your bones have to say about the truth.

25 Comments:

Anonymous Anonymous said...

It ain't no sin
To take off your skin
And dance around in your bones!

8/09/2007 1:53 PM  
Anonymous marja-leena said...

Thought provoking poem and photo, MB.

Just curious - what animal skeleton is it - a horse, maybe?

8/09/2007 2:15 PM  
Blogger MB said...

Anonypoet, ain't that the truth!

M-L, I believe it was an elk. The photo's actually from last fall.

8/09/2007 2:22 PM  
Blogger zhoen said...

And the mirror, it reflects a tiny dancing skeleton
Surrounded by a fleshy overcoat and swaddled in
-John Linnell.

You are a potent poet.

8/09/2007 2:53 PM  
Blogger MB said...

Zhoen, nothing's gonna change my clothes? (Wasn't there a John Linell who was a friend of Wm Blake?)

8/09/2007 3:52 PM  
Blogger Jean said...

Wow. It such a huge pleasure to have you back.

8/10/2007 8:38 AM  
Blogger polona said...

wow. powerful words and photo.
good to read you again

8/10/2007 9:33 AM  
Blogger rdl said...

Wow!!

8/10/2007 10:21 AM  
Blogger Gina said...

these bones tell me that we are the only creatures on Earth that can reflect upon our own being, our own bodies. At least it seems that way....Great poem.

8/10/2007 12:16 PM  
Blogger PeterAtLarge said...

I love the earthiness--and the body-ness--of this one. And, yes, I feel it in my bones. Blessings, PaL

8/10/2007 12:39 PM  
Blogger robin andrea said...

There is nothing more compelling than contemplating our own bones, the things that outlast the flesh, and even the fire.

8/10/2007 7:09 PM  
Blogger snowsparkle said...

as i read this, i got goosebumps it was so good. wow! mb, you never cease to amaze me. what a stunning poem. thank you! big hugs, snowsparkle

8/11/2007 4:57 AM  
Blogger zhoen said...

MB, yes, and yes.

8/11/2007 4:11 PM  
Blogger Tiel Aisha Ansari said...

The carnival is up at http://knockingfrominside.blogspot.com/2007/08/ringing-of-bards-life-death-and-god.html

Thanks for your contribution!

8/11/2007 7:56 PM  
Blogger nomadicsoul said...

that's a really interesting poem.

i love this line: Until you are the sweat that pearls your skin

sweat as pearl; sweet metaphor!

peace

8/12/2007 7:03 AM  
Anonymous Anonymous said...

i really want to know

8/12/2007 7:17 AM  
Blogger Russell Ragsdale said...

This poem feels as if it wants to give you something difficult to do. Powerful!

8/12/2007 9:46 AM  
Blogger KGT said...

excellent poem...great photo pairing.

8/12/2007 12:58 PM  
Blogger Angela Young said...

I love the last three lines especially. You are a wonderful poet. (And I bought a digicamera today and managed to post a photograph. Thank you for your inspiration for same.)

8/12/2007 1:03 PM  
Blogger mermaid said...

I am. I am. Thank you for eloquently asking others and yourself to do the same.

8/12/2007 3:14 PM  
Blogger Pat Paulk said...

WOW!!!! Never thought about asking the bones.

8/13/2007 4:36 AM  
Blogger Fred Garber said...

Cool,,,very cool....you got right to the marrow with this!

8/13/2007 8:52 AM  
Blogger jarvenpa said...

gritty and lovely, thank you

8/14/2007 5:10 PM  
Blogger MB said...

Welcome to new and old, and thank you for all the thoughtful comments.

8/16/2007 2:58 PM  
Blogger the laughing gypsy said...

ooooh, yeah....

so raw and true. are we brave enough?

i think yes....

thank you for posting!

8/24/2007 1:04 PM  

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