the grand small vastness of it all


Photo: Totomai Used with Permission

Photo: Totomai Martinez
Used with Permission

there is such loveliness out in the wild.
(and i have fear of heights
and of small, closed in spaces.)

were i to fly,
i’d mount on wings of egret
or of eagle.

to span the breadth of freedom,
circle in a rhythmic dance above
wide open skies and crystal waters.

(for cities—i eschew the crowds),
i’d flee to mountain slopes
of flowering lavender and paper-whites,

and walk in fields of wild grass
and poppies, brilliantly adorned
in colors—Wordsworth’s meadow—

then open wide that span of wings
to swirling winds that rise
and thus within those arms

i’d surf in pure abandonment
the currents
of the breath of life until

beside a calm, still lake
i’d wait, alone, for death to come
then gently,

in the early morning light
go back to earth
once more to nourish all that is to be.

For the prompt at dVerse Poetics please join us to view and be inspired by the amazing photography of Totomai Martinez. It would be hard to miss the poetry in his work. Thank you, Mary, for sharing prompt this with us. And special thanks to this talented photographer.

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28 thoughts on “the grand small vastness of it all

  1. billgncs says:

    I very much enjoyed this, and felt moved by the wings of egret or eagle line.

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  2. MarinaSofia says:

    Interesting contrast between the colours you evoke in your poem and the shades of grey and transparency in that picture!

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  3. “i’d flee to mountain slopes
    of flowering lavender and paper-whites”……I really like this line.
    Beautiful write. 🙂

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  4. how amazing it would be to fly on such a beauty… Everyone needs an escape at times: far away from humans to find yourself; and away from smart phones too… ha.

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  5. Misky says:

    The images in this piece are ‘soaringly’ beautiful.

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  6. Prajakta says:

    “and walk in fields of wild grass
    and poppies, brilliantly adorned
    in colors—Wordsworth’s meadow—”

    This really stood out to me! Excellent poem and gives a bird eye’s view of freedom.

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  7. Bryan Ens says:

    It certainly would be nice to mount up on eagle wings and escape the rat-race for a while.

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  8. Truedessa says:

    I have always wanted to fly to gain a greater perspective in the journey. This is one of my favorites of yours. Thanks for sharing the vision.

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  9. I love how you interpreted and used the photo. Your poem is absolutely divine with images and emotions that so many of us share.

    Cheers!

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  10. kelvin s.m. says:

    A refreshingly, lovely poem Victoria.. and the runs you make are so like Mary Oliver to me.. I have fear of heights too… i guess most of the people on earth have fear of heights… Thanks for the poem! Smiles.

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  11. Gabriella says:

    I could never skydive, I’d be far too terrified but I can imagine how liberating that can be for those who dare. I enjoyed the carefree feel of your lines.

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  12. I loved the title. And that sense of freedom you express in your words is beautiful. 🙂
    -HA

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  13. Grace says:

    I love that breadth of freedom and this: i’d surf in pure abandonment ~ Thanks for the lovely writing Victoria ~

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  14. Myrna says:

    I love your fantasy of flight. It’s like a prayer in disguise.

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  15. Kathy Reed says:

    We were thinking along similar lines, albeit different photographs by
    Totomai. This is uplifing and beautiful, Victoria.

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  16. totomai says:

    i did once try skydiving and reading this poem relive that moment. i felt i was joining your exploration while reading the poem

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  17. Oh so beautiful. I felt as if I, too, were flying.

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  18. susan says:

    How free, even to think like this is to take flight.

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  19. One thing I miss (that your poem reminded me of) is the freshness of the mountain air–I breathe city air now…

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  20. beckykilsby says:

    Such a peaceful movement on that city updraft – a lovely response to the image Victoria. I, like you, would prefer to soar above those man-made towers…

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  21. claudia says:

    there’s such a taste of freedom in this – of escaping the tight spaces of our lives and taste a bit of the wild and abundant

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  22. wolfsrosebud says:

    do believe you have included the grand of so much… lovely lines today

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  23. JodetteP says:

    🙂 This is magical and powerful at the same time… surreal like an amazing dream…! It’s cool that when I read it… in my mind a child’s voice was speaking (must have been quite a mature child- talking about death and all).

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  24. Victoria, this is WOW worthy. I love the aside verses and the beautiful imagery and this in particular:
    i’d flee to mountain slopes
    of flowering lavender and paper-whites,
    and walk in fields of wild grass
    and poppies, brilliantly adorned
    in colors—Wordsworth’s meadow—

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  25. Mary says:

    I think the desire to fly is one many of us have, Victoria, and you have expressed this desire beautifully and poetically. I like very much the idea of opening wide that span of wings to the swirling winds.

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  26. What a wonderful perspective .. the mind should always have those wings.. and the egret and the eagle have a majesty in their wings that would be lovely to have..

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  27. brian miller says:

    smiles…it would be so cool to fly on wings of eagles and see such a perspective…i think too that i would retreat to that wilderness far from the busyness of our human existence…i have always said when my time comes i will probably just walk out into the woods never to be seen again…smiles

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  28. scillagrace says:

    At the Wilderness Conference I got a DVD of aerial shots flying over vast areas of US wild lands….absolutely breathtaking freedom in flight. This made me think of that. 🙂

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