Friday, March 9, 2012

A Link

the mentor 

beneath your 
blood red sea,
under cobalt heaven, 

there is 
that horizon 
of creative strife 

spawned from past, 
and past life 
where we 
gather a singular
collective bond
and breath; 

there is a line, 
indistinct but there, 
and there, and 
over there: 

I knead the 
merging and 
melding impetus, 
your legacy, 
my heritage, 

and then watch 
and ferry those
efforts of 
and word.

Ina Jean Garner, Austin, Texas
Photo by R. Baker 2012

Poem © 2012 R. Burnett Baker

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