“A Loosening” The Sunday Whirl #178

The heart and the miner have crossed
off the cliff, they dive united within love’s expression
an anxiety known only in darkness.

Vaporous as the city after rain
loosening torment.
The air lifts me higher;
silenced with no words left to say.

Day birds sing ceremony, chirping in the afternoon
basking in green times established
between creation and dream’s wonder.

The heart’s fruit sliding through my hands
like small starlight from another light.
An image once quiet living in the water
can rise up forever in memory.

Glare cannot hide the golden thread of my intertwined fingers
when the swan’s in the sun not flying.

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8 responses to ““A Loosening” The Sunday Whirl #178

  1. The image of the small starlight in ‘your’ hands…like a little broken bird being held and willed to stay with us…a delicate…yet potent piece…a loosening..peaceful Sunday to you xo

  2. Nice wordplay Pamela!
    Salud amiga!
    Mark

  3. I know you are walking the ‘valley of the shadow of death,’ your words penetrate the stillness, and yes, ‘images once quiet living in the water, can rise up forever in memory’….perhaps it is the ‘good’ thing about being human, at last we will forget in time, perhaps in our own death and dying.

  4. The heart’s fruit sliding through my hands
    like small starlight from another light.

    Often times one lets slip what is already within one’s grasp. It can be most annoying and most disappointing. One has to careful not to be duped by small starlights saying things appear to be ok. Wonderful write Pamelita!

    Hank

  5. I really like this…such lovely word play, right down to the end…”when the swan’s in the sun not flying”…gorgeous.

    http://thepoet-tree-house.blogspot.ca/2014/09/the-anxiety-of-indefinite-pain.html

  6. Great poem with excellent images and a small dose of sadness too.

    The air lifts me higher;
    silenced with no words left to say.

    Love that.

  7. another stunning piece.

  8. The peelings of life moment to moment only to be recaptured by our longing…that is simply beautiful dear… Please keep writing xo ms pie

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