Impossible

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~

when pain enters the room

and noise  – like thick smoke,

climbs into the bed

with orders to distract and torment

the truth is, it’s impossible to pray;

when voices rudely shout

 setting off alarms somewhere behind the eyes

scaring the familiar silence away

you risk everything, even a tumble out the window

brimming, swimming with all your might

you try to listen

but all you hear is the brass band in your head,

 there is a great pressure where once there was equilibrium

 you are lost in the cacophony

    choking on your own words,

until a buttery sulphur, a-fluttering,

happens by your window

and wraps you in its prayer.

~

© 2013 Wabi Sabi 

For Sunday Whirl #116

The River


just before dawn
the river Silence
beckons,
I dive in
 listening
to ancient psalms 
sing their poetry
tapping deeper
 touching the pain 
swimming through
to the still, silent pool
reaching for a whisper 
a single metaphor,
murmured underwater
an echo…. maybe joy 
gasping,
and coming up
for air 
then seeing
the sun rise
hearing the sky shout, 
 
I breathe,
find a voice,
and sing.
 
©WabiSabi 2013
 

For Poets United ‘Poetry Pantry’

 
 
 

Antiphon for the Solstice

Sunset ©WabiSabi 2012
Sunset ©WabiSabi 2012
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Radiant Dawn enter our hearts
 
an orange sunset
shot through  with purple bruises
a bitter cold night
 
*
Radiant Dawn enter our hearts
 
*
 
a bitter cold  night
pregnant with  the silent stars
waiting for the dawn
 
*
 
Radiant Dawn enter our hearts
 
*
 
waiting for the  dawn
to deliver winter light
an orange sunrise
 
*
 
Radiant Dawn enter our hearts
 
*
 
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Sunrise ©Wabi Sabi 2012
Sunrise ©Wabi Sabi 2012
 Linking to Haiku My Heart at Recuerda Mi Corazon