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"We're all just walking each other home." - - Ram Dass







Monday, July 30, 2012

Loving the Wind


you blow in.
open wide our curtains
and let the sun spill dancing across the floor.

your force pushes my hair back,
makes my breath catch
for all that living held within.

even the trees bend to hear your tales
and shake their leaves in
disbelief and laughter.

you make the clouds run
high above us, constantly
shifting these shaping dreams.

then..restless,
you blow out.

gathering the corners of the world to you
while I wait. afraid if I move you won't find me.
afraid more still that the open plains you now run will erase me from your heart.

At last after the wane of many lonely moons,
a soft caress sweeps over my down-turned cheek,
the hem of my skirt shifts slightly with the changing weather.

you return.
wrapping yourself around me, my bones stiff from the absence.
I breath deep the whispers of all the places you've been still buried deep in your skin.

and I smile.
delighted to feel you, however fleeting,
surround me again.





read to be read at yeahwrite.me{linking with Jen, dversepoets}

39 comments:

  1. Tara, you do it every time. I always have to read your masterpieces twice because the first time my breathe catches in my chest as I take in the beauty of your words, your cadence, your melodies. And I sway and I move to the rhythm and I don't want it to end. So when it does, I go back and read it again. Oh, how I hope you will publish these beauty-words soon. It would do my soul some good to sit curled up with a book of your prose-etry in my hands. You, my friend, are wind in *my* curtains. Love this. Love you.

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    1. I have nothing to add to what Angela has said so perfectly - this is exactly how your pieces move me, too! So well done.

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  2. Love the way you tried a new form- your words are poetry HOWEVER you string them. I agree with Angela- I'm waiting for a book in my hands with your name on it! You've got the gift, indeed.

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  3. Beautiful. What a wonderful relationship to have with your brother. I want to sit and wait with you and hear all of his tales and adventures, feel the hem of my skirt shift with the change in the weather. Such imagery! A masterpiece Tara! :)

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  4. I'm always looking for your posts in my Facebook timeline - love them so much!
    You just have a way with words that brighten my day every time.
    Wonderful, so vivid and full of emotion.

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  5. the way you write makes me think about things differently, even though I've experienced them a million times. that's a compliment.

    btw,I'm highlighting your blog at my place on Friday . . . come by and see! ;)

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  6. beautiful -- oh, sometimes I fear, too, that I will not fear Him again. And then, He arrives and it's like He never left...sometimes.

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  7. "Surround me again." Yes, Lord. Again and again and again.

    Beautiful poetry, Tara. It touched me deep.

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  8. wow. this is gorgeous...love the feel you create in its return...the hints of intimacy in it...really nice imagery and feel to this one...

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  9. What a beautiful collection of words.

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  10. Beautifully written! As always! Nice job!

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  11. Very nice. I like that you address the wind.

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  12. such a beautiful embrace. I feel the love, the loss, and the joy as you sweep me away with your words. beautiful.

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  13. This is really beautiful... and I love the third stanza.

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  14. Whoa. And wow. Gorgeous. Ditto to the other comments - beautiful!

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  15. Beautiful. I'm always in awe of your poetry. Always so haunting.

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  16. Since I couldn't write a poem if someone held a gun to my head, I'm always impressed by yours! And then I see in your sidebar that you're still under thirty and I'm even more amazed. . .

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    1. I'm with Louise. I can write a bawdy limerick. Maybe. But poetry completely befuddles me so whenever I read it I'm like a kid seeing someone blowing bubbles. And then I feel incapable of actually describing a specific reaction to a poem in an articulate way. This poem seemed almost stoic to me.

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    2. I double what Louise said. Beautiful imagery, Tara.

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  17. Love how you wait for the wind to blow him in instead of chasing it down and trying to capture him on the breeze. The two of you are blessed to have each other. But you already know that;)

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  18. I love how clearly you describe the longing in this poem -- just gorgeous!

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  19. How delightful is this poetry.. it's so breathtaking, so easy to picturize in the imagination, and true.. the stories in the wind.. absolutely loved it!

    Leo

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  20. I'm blown away (ha ha - get it?). No, jokes aside, it was truly lovely, Tara.

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  21. "gathering the corners of the world to you" this is perfection. I could feel every piece of this post.

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  22. It's delicate and beautiful and universal and I freaking love it. Thank you for putting this out for us to read. Lovely.

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  23. Beautiful. I was right there with you.

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  24. Oh, lovely, lovely, lovely. I have no talent whatsoever for poetry and am always awed by those that do.

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  25. I almost skimmed this, so deep is my poetry ennui. So glad I didn't. Loved it. Loved it.

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  26. Just amazing! Gives me a whole new appreciation for wind (I sort of don't like it unless I'm sailing. A breeze, yes, but wind....)

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  27. "while I wait. afraid if I move you won't find me."
    the waiting and at last the resolution.

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  28. Ohmyword, Tara. This is so very beautiful, moving, and poetic. Stunning, really.

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  29. Ah that ol' devil wind! Never gets old does it? Every kiss, caress just like the first time :)
    Beautiful.

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  30. Ah, I see I'm not the only one took a blogging break. I just wanted to come over here and say hello. I hope the summer has been good to you. You are missed. xo

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