Sunday, December 18, 2011

Magpie Tales 96: Your Sleeping Heart

Image: Lee Friedlander, 1966 
Courtesy of Tess Kincaid 


shadows of you; of me


do you hear 
your name 
ride the wind, 
or see rain pelt 
each letter; 

have you 
sung the song 
of waking moments,
morning startled 
by opened eyes; 

do you know 
the blessing of pain
when it's gone, 
and heard the 
blue-glow serenity
of shallow breathing; 

have you 
felt the wind
become a breeze
before feathered
clouds on 
autumn's end; 

listen 
as I whisper 
memories of you
across your 
sleeping heart's 
ear...

Poem ©2011 R. Burnett Baker


11 comments:

  1. now that is leaving one heck of an impression
    ...the blessing of pain when it's gone
    nice line

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  2. Lovely! I am so pleased you found such beauty in the prompt.

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  3. This is really lovely, Rick! Thank you...

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  4. imagery with words at its best. just lovely.

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  5. I love how you invite the senses to participate in the imagery! Very nice...

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  6. This is so touching. A decades-long friendship took a different turn recently when my friend passed away. This brought her back to mind and heart. Lovely.

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  7. I love "blue-glow serenity of shallow breathing"

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  8. Absolutely breathtaking! This is beautiful Rick!!

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