Purple petals dance
with solemn passion,
swirl in a breeze
filled with promise.
Sacred fireflies
shine in the wild night,
reach into the doleful void
to dazzle.
A dead leaf swirls in
the center of a whirling
torrent, disappears
down the storm drain.
Earth convulses while
blizzards howl,
morphs in an empty afternoon
beneath hoary skies .
Sursum corda.
Linked to dVerse Poets’ Pub Open Link Night. You are invited to join us, cozy up to the bar and share a poem. Our hostess this week is Joy Ann Jones, also known as hedgewitch. You can be sure she will make the evening fun-filled and, perhaps, a bit intoxicating.
Have read many of your poems, have enjoyed your unique manner of relating and want to congratulate you on your fine gift of talent, which you have shared with humble me…
http://poeticlicensee.wordpress.com/
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the opening couple had me hooked. Evocative work V
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Not having Latin, I will have to research sursum corda, but I love this beautiful evocation of the seasons. Thank you.
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“Sursum corda” translates as “Lift up your heart.”
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beautiful one 🙂
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very elegant imagery.
nature is magical.
🙂
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A down to earth and beautiful poem. Yes, also lets the mind wander… The words create such lovely pictures.
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These are really wonderful sacraments, and there is a ritual quality to them in your poem–in that you describe them in a way that seems not exactly habitual, but part of a sacred repeating dance. K.
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Beautiful poem. I wish I could see some fireflies.
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Gorgeous imagery!
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Made holy. The year of seasons make an apt metaphor for any life. We progress through stages, and transform in the end to something unrecognizable in the seasons of our life, transcending, caught up by the wind, and moved elsewhere. Well said!
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Beautiful imagery in your piece. Elegantly written 🙂
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I love trees and the image (both picture and words) you offer us is divine. I have a quilt art piece that depicts the same tree at sunrise, noon, and sunset. Same kind of idea–cycles.
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So much natural imagery, it swirls in a word symphony. I like the second best, being partial to fireflies.
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beautiful… love it!
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The dazzle of fireflies brought memories of nights with my grandchildren in the Rain Forest of Trinidad and their wonder at these tiny light bearers. Thanks for sparking that memory.
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You entranced me with those sacred fireflies and marvelous language. Thank you again for the lovely Hawaii story.
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superbly expressed! this is sheer essence of nature’s beauty!
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In the midst of it all, we should surely lift up our hearts. You make the very most of your inspiration here.
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Swirling in breezes of promise… your words are always a promise for joy and perfection! Nature stirred in emotions coming from your heart. Remarkable poetry Victoria!
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Oh yes, Lift up your hearts. lovely, Victoria– crisp and compelling and completing imagery–xx j http://parolavivace.blogspot.com
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Dear Victoria
Lovely… I enjoyed it all the way …. created a wonderful image… and the nature play…
Shashi
ॐ नमः शिवाय
Om Namah Shivaya
http://shadowdancingwithmind.blogspot.com/2011/11/whispers-where-you-will-go.html
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Love this…especially the last paragraph…thanks for sharing,
Peace,
Siggi in Downeast Maine
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Nature renews . . . her spirit uplifting.
Soft and tender, the language of your pierce.
Cheers!
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Mm. Vivid. Your words evoke images that are almost palpable.
good work.
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Victoria, a beautiful poem!
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Nice piece, really enjoyed the manner you were able to illustrate poetically the season and the change within, yet keeping the consistency of wind throughout. Very nice. Thanks
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Lovely. A poem for all seasons.
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nice tight write… good capture of each season
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Hmm, somewhat the same feeling as in mine! 🙂
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Nice capture in words of a storm brewing up. The scene, the colors and sounds. The fireflies are a nice touch.
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we seem to have found a Sacred muse this week with Sacred Music and Sacred fireflies 😉
I love promise filled breezes, it reminds me of days spent sailing. We could smell promising sailing conditions on the wind. Happy Days.
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Thanks for the nod, Victoria, and for this lovely bit of philosophy wrapped in image. The Latin at the end says it all. Love that phrase ‘the doleful void..’
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oh this is a beautiful nature snapshot…and more..love the solemn passion and the swirling in breezes of promise..
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Oh Victoria! What lovely images you brought to my mind on this dreary day here. Thank you for sharing your beautiful words and bringing soft light into my window. xox
Kellie
http://magicinthebackyard.wordpress.com/2011/11/14/the-widow/
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Beautiful, all the seasons. We curse the heat we curse the cold of winter yet, we need each one for our sustenance.
Lovely write from your pen again.
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The idea of earth convulsing during autumn/winter rings true for me. You do a great job of finding and celebrating the beauty of this season, Victoria 🙂
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My heart is lifted by your poem – sacramental seasons, beautiful.
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Wow a wonderful dance through the seasons, great verse.
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excellent descriptions victoria…right there as i read…i love nature so all the leaves and fireflies dancing around is rather a nice image to me…you can hold the blizards though…i am not ready…
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Very good…definite, lucid imagery!
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Good ol’ Sursum corda…thanks for sharing this flitting piece!
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