Sunday, November 24, 2013

Someone must be searching for you



with a quiver 
fashioned from
a cardboard tube
my son 
advances
on the straw bale

Five arrows
into the neighbor’s yard
 
he suspects gravity 
is an abandoned god
pushing his prayers 
back to earth

oh, ancient one








reworked a small poem where the title functions as the last line
posted to Poetry Pantry #177



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5 comments:

  1. Sherry Blue SkyNovember 24, 2013 at 1:59 PM

    This is quite wonderful. Love the idea of the title as the last line.

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    1. gila_monNovember 24, 2013 at 6:16 PM

      Thanks. I forget where I got the idea. But, as I read it I see how the title functions as the first and last lines, as if the poem is on a loop.

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  2. revelationsNovember 24, 2013 at 2:45 PM

    I enjoyed this... I could see the scene in my mind...

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  3. Brian MillerNovember 24, 2013 at 2:53 PM

    ha...love the stanza on gravity.
    your boy doesnt sound too far from mine...

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  4. AnonymousNovember 26, 2013 at 4:57 PM

    I think the penultimate stanza is a killer. Nice!

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