“There is a river of birds in migration, the women, are finding their wings” – Universal Dance Song
Mama, whose skin is thrush brown,
Leaning into the blue
To wash your colors with pound and sound
Of stone and river salient sighs
In Helis full of flash-backed coho
Dying for a rest on the journey up,
The fishermen’s hands have had you
Leaping at the length of a line
But you danced free, with nothing more
Than a gaping wound where your tongue
Was impinged on the hook of their words.
Sister, mad at the river’s edge,
Where words buzz like bees
That have stung, left their stinger
Rising like bumps under the skin
Of it. Call it “Wilderness Crazy”,
This longing to leap from field
To the roots, swimming on the riverbed.
Auntie, in the garden where the hose
Is kinked and in need of straightening
Before the trickle can become a waterfall,
A waterfall can become a flood
And flowers can burst their blossoms
And you can make babies, at the harvest;
Fine sons and daughters
Who will forget you ever watered them.
Women walk on the moonbeams,
Ride the waves, stroke the surface
Of wide grinning lakes, dance
Down the slant of rainfall,
Rise from the fold of waves
Row the rivers of longing,
And dance, dear, dance
Until the earth rotates
and allows you to rise.
Author notes
I join the river of birds....
Helis are the palces th salmon rest before taking the next falls upwards. There the water is churned and the ions dance.
Written May 3rd, 2006
In a list
A contest entry
- Rivers by malkinpuss.
500 points, ended May 7, 2006, 6 entries
Silver trophy winner
• next poem in this contest, remove from contest
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I must keep my hose unkinked. I will get you the first poem I wrote heere called Invitation. Is it true, that no fish that swims up the stream lives on?
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as you see...I connect to a phrase or them and then it becomes alive for me and I jsut have to keep it rolling by offering a contest with the theme itself.
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excellent
This beautiful poetry took my spirit out for a ride around the universe. How powerful are we women. For we are life and breath and live gently upon the Mother's breast. This superb poem grabbed my mind and filled it to brimming with wonder.
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Thank you, ea. There is not much that enters my space that does not inspire me. Sometimes I am more than overwhelmed. Life is good and in even the not good is the arching of my soul to respond.
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Congrats, sista, I just realized that this contest got judged! I hope you're inspired about the Selkies!
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Welcome home, Sweetie...
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thank you, scorpio....I love to write...and I can not do else but write. It is a release of my soul songs.
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I am suc a cheerleader of my sisters....they are all wonderfully holy....
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thank you, Wanda...my flight was delayed four hours out of chicago....we got home 5 am this morning...I was wishing to fly not dance, beleive me...*grins*
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wonderful
twsitasista2006, This is such a wonderful poem. Congratulations on your winning entry, you deserved it.
Scorpio Rising -
This was truly amazing. What a talented writer you are!!! I as well love the verse Night Hope quoted above. The words you used to exhalt womanhood were pure wonder and power. The entire content was creative, fresh and intelligently penned. It is a write that lends itself more with each read. Brilliant!
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"Women walk on the moonbeams,
Ride the waves, stroke the surface
Of wide grinning lakes, dance
Down the slant of rainfall,
Rise from the fold of waves
Row the rivers of longing,
And dance, dear, dance
Until the earth rotates
and allows you to rise."
My sista, your voice is pure & filled with Wisdom, Grace & clarity...such grand imagery, my Friend...You are prolific, Lady...Good luck in the contest... Wanda
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thank you for the inspiration
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Awesome! Thanks for entering!
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thank you ea...it sure has...churn well, friend.
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Wow, I never knew about Helis. This is just a captivating write -- what a cool contest. It's definititely stirring our waters.
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