"Life is the dancer and you are the dance."
Eckhart Tolle

Sunday, November 14, 2010

she survives monday poetry potluck-moods,feelings,emotions

She walked in fields of broken glass
Shards grinding into old wounds
With scarves of fluorescent colours,
winding round her delicate neck

She swam in seas of ash and fire,
flames singeing her sunburst hair
With jewels radiant, twisting
round fine, boned extremities

She climbed treacherous mountains,
filled with man-eating creatures
Ripping her from limb to limb
Her spirit spiraled back for the
descent with scarves and jewels
Intact …

31 comments:

  1. Nicely done! I love the brightness of her survival in such dark, dank, and peril filled journey.

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  2. This is quite the powerful poem. Love the images.

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  3. Wow, a myth indeed in this mystical woman..does she have a face, a name if not you should give her one and write more about her...she reminds me of a tale that should be in "Women Who Run with Wolves"....love it...bkm

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  4. ab,
    Thanks for the nice comment.
    Thanks for the visit.
    Pamela

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  5. She is indeed a survivor...captivating piece.

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  6. Barbara,
    Funny you should mention that. I am in fact thinking of writing a series of different types of women. I was speaking to my husband about today. Thanks for the nice comment.
    Pamela

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  7. dasuntoucha,
    Thanks and nice to see you.
    Pamela

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  8. a determined woman is like a bomb, she can explode and remain intact. I tell my children, and grandchildren, animals live by instincts, men live by intelligent, but woman live by survival --- which supersede the first two. I enjoyed this.

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  9. Words of wisdom Amias.
    Thanks.
    Pamela

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  10. survival? makes me think.. nice.

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  11. grace under pressure... an empowering piece!

    Bye For Now

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  12. She climbed treacherous mountains,
    filled with man-eating creatures
    Ripping her from limb to limb...

    I truly love this entry, you have vivid description of her conditions and how she survives each...
    the last one is of most powerful...

    perfect poem,
    Thanks for sharing with potluck.

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  13. Fantastic images, Pamela. Feel like sending a poem in the direction of Catapult to Mars?

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  14. A mystical feel to this piece, sending emotions spiralling... nice.

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  15. Thanks Jingle and thanks for the invite.
    Pamela

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  16. Thanks Gordon and I wrote you a message on your blog.
    Pamela

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  17. Thanks reflections and thanks for the visit.
    Pamela

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  18. great poem. loved the ending with returning with jewels intact... nice job!

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  19. Thanks Christopher and I am glad you have found me.
    Pamela

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  20. I like this girl; she's a survivor! I especially like that after going through hell, she remains intact, with her scarves and jewels and all! :)

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  21. TRYC,
    Thanks and yes she is. As it should be.
    Pamela

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  22. Dear Flaubert.

    Its powerful imagery at play here.. and straight to my heart... thanks for sharing...

    ॐ नमः शिवाय
    Om Namah Shivaya
    Twitter: @VerseEveryDay
    Blog: http://shadowdancingwithmind.blogspot.com

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  23. very strong images. this is really great!

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  24. Shasi,
    Thanks and I enjoyed your poems as well.
    Pamela

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  25. thanks for linking up with potluck.

    http://jingleyanqiu.wordpress.com/2010/11/16/moods-are-like-dark-woods-4-potluck-week-10/

    award/treats for you. smiles.

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