Monday, July 14, 2008

MYTH (OSI)
















how will you bear
witness to this winter’s
living temple in-
between the flooded hollows
where wandering cattle have
bent the tussocks low?

then .......... speaks
a gentle refuge prayer
and ..........’s breath
covers all that is

here: the grass
the sunken tracks, and your
own temple-spired hands
with a soft layer of
radiant rime

For other responses to the prompt MYTH, visit One Single Impression

Poem and photo by D. Godin

11 comments:

tumblewords said...

Thoughtful and lyrical! Really enjoyed this piece!

SandyCarlson said...

I enjoyed this, too. I could see this world. God bless.

RIC said...

very picturesque poem...lovely image of The Creator's breath speaking refuge...serene.

gautami tripathy said...

As ric said, very pictursque!

I loved reading it.

building balconies inside your head

Poetikat said...

Very nice, Deb! I love the "bent the tussocks low" image.

The tranquility of a winterscape captured entirely.

Kat

spacedlaw said...

great imagery and a real feel to it.

zoya gautam said...

..the delicate fusion of myth and reality..thanks..

Quiet Paths said...

Just beautiful; landscaping with words....

Edward S Gault said...

As Tumblewords said. very lyrical.
A fine poem.
Thank you.

Pam said...

Each stanza is thoughtful and meditative. Very lovely.

gardenpath said...

What lovely images you have created. I look forward to reding more of your poems.