Gratitude
is a
kind of ash
that
blows in volcano wind,
falling opal
featherscales hissed
off by firesnakes that coil
islands in the sea,
all we have left perhaps
of rocky
miles of ore and gold
stacked heavy in earth's shadowbox
melting
in a pressured flux
spit out
to lift a mountain
from the
fire.
~November
2012
55
serpent feathers for the g-man
Happy
Thanksgiving to All
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Glorious, Hedge. Love the idea of "earth's shadowbox" and, especially, the pressured flux that "lift(s) a mountain from the fire." Wowzers!
ReplyDeleteBeautiful poem. Happy Thanksgiving :)
ReplyDeletewow...pretty crazy imagery when it comes to gratitude...i think i would be glad to survive a volcanic eruption....smiles...lifting mountains from the fire is a cool thought...happy turkey day hedge
ReplyDeleteYeah Hedgewitch...
ReplyDeleteEarth Spewage makes me giddy too.
Especially when glorified by the like of YOU!
Loved your molten 55
Thanks for playing, thanks for sharing your wonderful gift of creative genius with us all, and have a Kick Ass Week-End
I never thought of it that way, what your last few lines describe, but I guess that is what a volcano does, doesn't it?
ReplyDeleteHappy Thanksgiving, Witchy. I am grateful year-round for you.
Love your imagery.
ReplyDeleteI'm thinking quetzcoatl but can't spell it or some Phoenix type thing, on iPad so not typing well. A super intriguing poem. To me the feeling is somehow that gratitude is just never enough--almost like the dregs of all that ore--and yet there it. Is, spitting up mountains, so terribly powerful too, and that seems an immensely good way too describe it. Your ingenuity and kindness are greatly appreciated. K.
ReplyDeleteI wish I had half your imagination to dream up this amazing analogies... really, this one leaves me pretty speechless.
ReplyDeleteWow! You are so amazing in your creativity! I love the imagery of earth's shadowbox.
ReplyDeleteyour diversity of texture is vibrant. ash, wind, ore, melting, spit, fire. it is everything gratitude is. killer poem!
ReplyDeletebeautiful imagery
ReplyDeleteKind of gratitude,reminder,respect. She lives. "If music be the food of love. Then laughter is it's queen"
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