winter by kellie joyner 04/07/2011
i walk into you, waiting for you to embrace me each time swallowing air breathing in the cold air i walk out into you and each time am awestruck by how i feel present i hold in my memory the moment that i fell in love with you it was february i was walking across bricks wrapped tightly in you the night was dark black cold sharp against my cheeks the cold was so sharp and i was so alive i can remember never feeling that alive before it was then as my feet touched the snow covered bricks that i fell deeply in love there was no turning back that was almost Long Ago now when i was in college when i first discovered how alive i felt when wrapped up in you soon after that, you tempted me lured me led me here to vermont where you run wild where i continue to discover you you catch me and take my breath away sending me into deep awareness of my breath taking me deeper and deeper into the moment each time, you catch me take my breath away and i breath deeper still you bring me peace you bring me calm time slows down when i am wrapped up in you absorbed by the intricate beauty of each snowflake that lays against my car on the coldest of days drawing me to admire nature’s jewels adorning the green metal fascinated with water frozen yet fluid in icicles the spear stands still but cannot be created without movement when light hits an icicle just right.... it is pure magic the beauty of a strong row of icicles fills me with joy without thinking pure joy and the woods.... the magical world i enter when i glide into or step into when i venture into the forest i am instantly transported i am in another universe, timeless and fantastic glittering feathers fall gently over me decorating me falling snow covers what is already beautiful, this earth changing the natural world, disguising it beauty on beauty exploring the forest blanketed in snow only pulls me deeper into love pulls me deeper into pure essence allowing for my soul to hover in a place between reality and magic creating a space within me that completely transcends thought there are all these things all these things that i love.... the icy patterns on old windows feathering and fern like wind blowing the soft top layer of snow off of anything the landscape, a rooftop... creating incredible curls, like ocean waves across the sky ice covering stones in a stream ice covered limbs on trees struck by morning sunlight rivers becoming jade green drum rolls of cracking ice sunrise created rainbows on peaks of mountains slow falling snow under a street lamp...drifting....drifting.... and then there is that something special i think you reveal only to me... when you breathe softly on a tall pine the bough moves just enough and the sun might shine just so illuminating new fallen snow that floats so delicately through the air revealing fairies, golden fairies drifting slowly to the earth i become suspended in this illumination of magical moment realizing that it is not this moment yet there is no other moment i am never more aware of essence energy in this light, i am never more aware of oneness with this universe so often I stop to watch snowflakes fall to watch these magical crystals be carried by an invisible hand to be placed just so on this earth exhilaration and peace in winter An excerpt of this poem is featured in the Spring 2011 issue of Mama Says Zine CommentsJacque King 06/07/2011 14:18
awesome!
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Fran Wagner 01/02/2012 19:39
Just tripped onto this page through my internet travels. This is one of the most beautiful poems - an ode, a song - that I have ever read. About one-third of the way through my first reading of it, I thought: this is too long for a poem. But I read on to discover why it might be so long (and, secretly, to find a reason to correct that prejudicial voice that popped up about the poem's length). I was not disappointed. It is clearly a poem of love, of BEING (in) love, deep Love, intimate and whole, wanting to acknowledge, to appreciate, every detail of beauty created for, awaited, discovered, and breathed/dreamed/drunk in -- just because. It expresses for me what happens when the giver, the gift, and the receiver become One.
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