Migration
a folded atlas
a peregrine gaze
they are coming from summer
and traveling to summer
press dreams
like flowers
they shoulder
into distances
powered by the fat back
of summer
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About Me
- gabrielle
- I live in South Minneapolis with Chris, Emma and Sauvi. We make good trouble together. I am committed to living in such a way as to engender peace and social justice, ecology and sustainability, and cultural, spiritual and artistic expression and exchange. I am interested in dialogue about the core of the human experience.
31 comments:
very nice one..
great prompt too...very creative..
Gabrielle, I am guessing that these are visiting relatives. Mrs. Jim and I do that sometimes, two times to very, very distance cousins in France.
Thank you for the nice prompt, it was fun to work with.
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' A peregrine gaze'..... sometimes one can know words are just right while not entirely understanding them. That's art.
"they are coming from summer
and traveling to summer"
I think that said it all! :) Wish we could migrate this way, too! There's a lovely feel to your poem, which is, unsurprisingly, reminiscent of the warm and cosy summer months!
Beautiful words on migration.
I love the lines "powered by the fat back...of summer.
The whole poem was a treat to read.
I could migrate but my back is to fat for my wings.
That power is not to be underestimated!
I loved the words you used in this poem...it was very visual, and I enjoyed the imagery it conveyed.
Thank you for sharing a great prompt with us this week. I liked your poem very much. Storing up energy for that long migration. Sounds like the holidays for us too.
Oh I love ..
"press dreams
like flowers"
.. what a unique line ... human like birds migrate from summer to summer ... trying to escape the cold winter months. I enjoyed this!
powered by the fat back of summer
I love this!
Peace,
JanePoet
my favorite line is "the fat back of summer." Just great!
lovely lines !!
Echoing Amias, I looove the notion of pressing dreams like flowers. Excellently done!
A lovely piece - full of ripe imagery and perfect words.
I like the coming and going to summer lines. Guess I never thought of it that way.
I like 'the fat back of summer' and you have written about birds' migration succinctly.
I really like this poem of yours. The "fat back of summer" what a fascinating phrase.
.. thank u for a beautiful poem ..
beautiful~ love the phrase:
"press dreams
like flowers" ...wish we could... great prompt too~
Thank you for your visit to my Hawaii blog. When will we see a new post from YOU, Dear?
Aloha, Friend!
Comfort Spiral
Gabrielle,
Lovely poem,thank you.
I just dropped by because I read your comments on Tomcat's Politics Plus and wanted to say yes,I agree with them and you had some good info which I didn't know.
Your words fill me up,
What nourishment you give...
Much love, M
hmmm thrs nothing like whaz inbetween the pages....bringin it to life...
I will start to "press dreams/like flowers". Of course, only the good ones. Thanks, Gabrielle.
Very nice one. Summery feel is so nice
I love this! I wish I could be coming from summer and headed to summer...
hi Gabrielle,
your words took me to another land, they hold the spirit of: migrate.
Love the line "press dreams/like flowers"...goodbye to summer! Only here in PR it's not gone...thanks for coming over to read my Oasis blog and for leaving such a lovely comment. Why don't we follow each other? I also teach ESL (and first year college English). Take care and nice to meet you, Gabirelle.
"the fat back of summer"...I like that..:)
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