Friday, April 18, 2014

Working to grow out of my frame


Photography credit:   Ron Isaacs


Inside, I seethe  
of too much smoke & acid 

Leaves still their rise
to highest step, olive & grey

As my hands curl to fists
Quick to rage at slightest hurt & injustice

To grave displays of arrogance and power-
I should be collecting colors &

tea bags & wine bottles -
My cupboard is empty of feathers & recipes.   

At dawn, I see the moon
red-radiant, above the changing seasons

outside my window, I want to
frame & re-frame

my perspective, give thanks for 
every rain dance, every drum song,

every morning's lilting prayer-
I am working on this-


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29 comments:

  1. i am working on this too.
    its the framing and reframing our perspective
    that will save us...not trusting the one we see
    but listening as well to the others around us
    seeing as many different perspectives
    as we can...

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    1. I agree, its a matter of perspective as there are some things beyond our control ~ Thanks Brian ~

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  2. A different framed look, can lead one to see things in a new way

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  3. This is a wonderful response to both prompts but remains a poem that rests on its own credentials. That is an amazingly poetic image too.

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    1. Thank Kerry ~ Some of my images are from Colossal ~

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  4. the endeavour to frame and re-frame our perspectives does keep us alive....

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  5. I enjoy all the details you include but the beauty for me is in the underlying honest of recognizing the process, the incompleteness that we all are.

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  6. This is glorious to read.........I love the cupboard "empty of feathers and recipes" , and the darn moon "red radiant". Wonderful imagery - original, the collecting of "tea bags and wine bottles" - you sound like me, hee hee.

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  7. Ohh! Grace I like this poem about frames. To be in it, or out, or both...
    I think we must be in it, but somtimes we MUST out to be free...
    Hugs
    JetteMajken

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  8. i love, love this poem, Grace. i should be collecting colors, too. LOVE.

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  9. Very nice job! Like, like, like!

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  10. Beautifully expressed, something I need to work on too.

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  11. Working at that...we all should. Well done.

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  12. A poem we can all aspire to! Well done.

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  13. A work on progress, as we all are. x

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  14. Love the title...We are all in varied stages of "working on that." Beautiful piece that combines both challenges to stand on its own.

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  15. yes...hopefully we are all working on that...and hopefully we never stop

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  16. We should all be working to grow out of our present frames of reference, to see things from other perspectives, to know we aren't necessarily right or other people wrong.
    K

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  17. Love this:

    " I want to
    frame & re-frame

    my perspective, give thanks for
    every rain dance, every drum song,

    every morning's lilting prayer-"

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  18. What lovely poem Grace!
    Really beautiful like you say!
    All we work in it dear and pray too:)

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  19. Your details feel like a spell cast on humanity! Wonderful to read-

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  20. This is a very lovely poem Grace! :-) I like it very much! :-)

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  21. One gets unnecessarily wedged in sometimes that the emptiness is enhanced. Wonderful write Grace!

    Hank

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  22. Growth! Striving towards greater life and growth! This is excellent to read....when we stop growing, either in our poetry or life, we are courting death.

    this has such energy!

    Hugs,
    Lady Nyo (Jane)

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  23. Off subject a bit, but I liked the mention of the moon in this poem too. For me, it brought them both together. Intentional? As always, thank you! Happy Easter!!

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  24. Giving thanks for it all- I'm working on that too.

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  25. the final line is a fitting cap to the title, Grace. Happy Easter :) ~

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