Monday, May 9, 2011

Magpie Tales Photo Prompt 65: Quest For Peace?




friar's lament




psalms of peace
on granite 
dreams


are songs 
these birds 
will never 
sing. 






Poem © 2011 R. Burnett Baker 
Photo courtesy of Tess Kincaid

18 comments:

  1. From title to completion, an enjoyable read. thanks.

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  2. wow. very nice rick....tight little verse

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  3. I wish I could hear they sing.. :'

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  4. What I like about this poem is the subtle release from meekness of the "granite dreams". How you use birds as an archetypal metaphor for freedom and peace, yet you shift it to the very truth that they are simply mortal beings who can't exist for the cause of humanity. This poem comes not as an epigram.. and I think this makes Poetry an art more than an advocacy.

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  5. A fine and thoughtful response to the prompt.

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  6. very nicely assembled rick. steven

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  7. ..birds do praise the Lord in an elemental manner which is way different amongst the priests and nuns who praises the Lord in a sacramental way.

    Good day.

    ~Kelvin

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  8. .. one of my favorites this week.

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  9. Brevity assumes its role as
    colossus, as you pack so very
    much into slight lines and few
    words. Sculpture has always been
    a sacred art, finding the life
    within granite, sensing what
    lurks within, like the poet
    does with his heart, like you
    do wielding your gossamer
    sledgehammer.

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  10. A powerful punch packed in a few choice words. Excellent, Rick.

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  11. So obvious, why has nobody else seen it?

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  12. brilliant conclusion, well done overall.

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  13. Short but sharp, wisely done. Love it :)

    Shape Poems

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