Sublime Surrender
by Darmok
11/17/08
At willow’s end,
Bordering a parcel of turned earth,
Where the last of the corn stalks lay.
Is stubbled straw
Where pheasants birth
The wind, the rocks and clay.
In the tall grass now golden in fall,
blade strings pluck,
A gentle harp.
A wanting wind,
Wanders this way...
Discovers her tune in play.
And calms the hungry lust of day,
In sublime surrender of golden hay.
A contest entry
- Pre-Writes Galore/no gold yet by piccola.
400 points, ended January 19, 2009, 97 entries
• next poem in this contest, remove from contest
Please tell me what you think
Comments
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I love the picture/poem combination. Every line is stuffed with imagery, so much that even without the picture I think I would have still seen the same thing. well done!
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Sometimes it works
On a good day, I can write something worthy of comment; I appreciate your reflection and immersion into the poem; that's the good stuff....a poem that can do that for the reader...guide their senses along the journey where thought and the minds' eye join...a virtual moment of being....feeling the poem, seeing the poem, experiencing the emotions the writer imparts. Thanks for being so receptive and generous with your comments.
-Darmok
ps. I humbly submit, sometimes I just don't connect properly with that muse ...one in 50 just might
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Every word of this poem made me think of the most beautiful day ever. It was an excellent peice.
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S.c.m. S uper c omment, m ade my day. Thank you. -=D
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Glad I could help. Your Welcome.
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93 and Silver, After having 'not written' anything in months x 9, I was pleased with this write as well. I was lucky this day to have my muse nearby; these words indeed were carried upon the winds they serve. I appreciate your read and thoughtful comments. Darmok -
Beautiful!
This is a gorgeous write! Even without the given picture, it conjures up a lovely picture in the mind. Your words so beautiful and it flows so nicely. Just beautiful! -
This is lovely. One of the descriptions that stuck in my mind was "A gentle harp." I think the way you used it was captivating.
Very nicely done, thanks for sharing. -
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Thank you for these latest comments. I appreciate you taking the time to read and feeling inspired to comment! wow....your responsive imagery is wonderful; thinking of home....the fields and textures of your thoughts are more than I could ask for,
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Bravo!
"In the tall grass now golden in fall,
blade strings pluck,
A gentle harp."
What gorgeous words! What a beautiful poem with an image so perfect. I can see the corn husks and the wind wisking the straw on the ground.
BHolzner
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This piece is very beautiful and the structure is captivating. It reminds me of home.. in Indiana..
Full of imagery and leaves just a little room for someones imagination. Love it! Good write! -
Thanks for finding my poem and giving it a read and comment
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Wow this was an amazing poem. The picture also goes perfect with it. "A wanting wind,
Wanders this way...
Discovers her tune in play" Great line. I'm looking forward to seeing more of your work. Oh and nice background also. Everything tied together with this poem, great job. -
SERENE!
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Really good write. You did a great job. It's really difficult to find such talented artists out there these days, and I believe that you are one of those "diamond in the rough" types! Great and inspiring! Deliciously poetic! Hahaha! lol. I really can't friggin' wait to read more of your works! Keep up the great work and post MORE AWESOME POEMS like this! Thank you so much for sharing....again!
Again....awesome write and very peaceful/serene!
^_^ (Cute, huh?...lol!)
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Hirro
as in the tv series? cool. Thank you for your kind review; I've been by your site as well (I'll b bak). Pataliyah has been my muse here at AP, she inspired this poem: http://allpoetry.com/poem/823159
darmok
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thank you
I'm so glad you could feel the serenity of this poem;
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"In the tall grass now golden in fall,
blade strings pluck,
A gentle harp."
How pensive this sounds.... one yearns to be in this yellowed field and envelope its silence. Beautiful! Glad I stopped by....
Peace.
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OH, Joel.....a wanting wind....oh, so yes!
Love to you,
Patrice
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thanks so much Patrice
Darmok
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