Wednesday, December 29, 2010

Magpie Tales Photo Prompt 46: Wooden Soul

wooden soul




did I 
doff a 
leathered 
heart for
you


yet 
beside your 
wooden soul
even my 
hoary hands
now wrinkled 
through 
love 


are 
softer than
supple 
tears. 


Poem © 2010 by R. Burnett Baker 
Photo courtesy of Tess/Willow at Magpie Tales 



16 comments:

  1. You say a lot with a few well selected words. It conjures up wonderful imagery and leaves me with questions. Exactly what poetry is supposed to do.

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  2. Wooden soul ~~ those two words are mighty powerful.

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  3. oh this is lovely...wooden sould and hoary hands...yet still softer...

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  4. For a soul to be wooden... you need both a great gifted mind and a broken heart...
    great work- as always, Rick

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  5. This is poetry... well done.. it moved me..

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  6. The line "even my hoary hands now wrinkled through love" is very telling. I see several interpretations; love lasting long OR love withstanding hardship. When I was young I don't remember thinking love would matter as much as it does as I enter my elder years.

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  7. I really like "wrinkled through love". Beautiful piece, Rick.

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  8. This brief but poignant
    journey through love,
    marriage, and longevity
    is brilliant, Rick.
    I love the /leathered heart/
    Brings to mind the panic
    on CNN this morning, that
    this year a boomer will turn
    65 every ten seconds, and
    the fear that too many of us
    will live to be a 100, and the
    system cannot support it.

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  9. the sometimes thoughtful ache of time passing...poignant....

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  10. your poem is full of beautiful imagery...

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  11. beautiful poem... love how you saw the wood , i saw the colour....:) well, it's a poets world.
    Pls visit mine adn let's connect
    happy 2011

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