“Changes Become Mountains” dVerse Open Link #113

I throw the veil over the mountain
and watch the ring sail
visceral and visual,
a placement of emotions;
broken images are failure,
not much else.

When I walk on the dirt,
all fruit in the morning
is the fire and air;

it’s the darkness of a tree,
instantly falling asleep
— a night away;

it’s as silent as my dark childhood,
lit with burning wind
it’s a bird rather than
two birds singing.

When I rise with dawn
it’s the girl with a dream,
shining on the hand.

The flesh of a mango’s sweetness
on my tongue teases me from
here, I read the rampart
and toss the veil over the mountain.

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23 responses to ““Changes Become Mountains” dVerse Open Link #113

  1. I really like the second last stanza: rising with dawn, the girl with the dream. Your words always transport me beautifully, Pamela.

  2. the darkness of a tree instantly falling asleep….love the veil you throw over the mountain in the beginning as well…really cool flow throughout of word and image pamela…

  3. one bird vs two – that was my favorite part…leaves you suddenly still.

  4. Love the veil over the mountain… and that dark childhood… coming back… very nice.

  5. There’s just too many treasures in this poem to pull one out for mention, Pamela.

  6. The veil over the mountain…a mystical metaphor…this may haunt me all the way to Halloween.

  7. Lovely! The visuals you’ve created in this remind me of a fairy tale.

  8. ‘I read the rampart
    and toss the veil over the mountain’.

    Yes truly said Pamelita! One needs to take it by the horn,
    Nothing like taking action without further ado that might slow the process!

    Hank

  9. ‘When I rise with dawn
    it’s the girl with a dream,
    shining on the hand.’ ~ the hope is here…nice

  10. Pamelita, thanks for all your support of late… looks like I’m back.

    And this is the perfect dose of my mexicana amiga… there is so much lush beauty in this, so many sighs, each line building upon the next. I especially liked the “bird, not the song of two birds,” as though this is, indeed, intensely personal, your own song. Loved it. Amy

  11. I the last stanza..a conquering, overcoming..”I read the rampart and toss the veil over the mountain’ nicely done

  12. A veritable feast of rich images; too many to pick a favourite, Pamela … smiles

  13. “The flesh of a mango’s sweetness
    on my tongue teases me from
    here”
    This line introduced a new sensation in the poem that shook me awake for a great ending. Not that the rest of the poem put me to sleep…just sleepy today. Thanks for sharing.

  14. So many things to love about this, Pamela, the poetic flow is beautiful.

  15. Lovely imagery, fruit of the morning, darkness of the tree, the girl with a dream rising in the morning ~ Wishing you a lovely week ahead ~

  16. I like dark childhood lit with burning wind. Mango jumps out, as does the mountain’s veil.

  17. beautiful. and there is a tenuous thread of dreamweb between my poem and your, the same veil

  18. lush yet sere when appropriate – so well penned, Pamela

  19. i like all the images…the veil thrown over the mountains…the mango sweetness in the close… an emotional write..

  20. ..our dreams could save us in the end & could move those mountains clear… so dream on… dream on… it’s a good thing there’s hope behind your dark lines Pamela… smiles… i enjoyed your fine, unique thoughts…

  21. Powerful, mystical and mysterious write…love the dark and light contrasts…throwing the veil over the mountian is wonderful…as is the mango sweetness. Beautiful write, Pamela 🙂

  22. This is such an interesting and vivid way of looking at the world, and feels to belong to much to the particular landscape in which you live. Much enjoyed. k.

  23. I’ll quote “it’s as silent as my dark childhood,
    lit with burning wind
    it’s a bird rather than
    two birds singing.” as being my favorite stanza of the piece, but really I enjoyed this whole fantastic poem. A new favorite of yours for me!

I appreciate all comments.

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