Saturday, January 31, 2009
I, Pilgrim
I, pilgrim
wandering soul
reaching forward
palm to palm
from a hero's pose
I kiss the holy bridge
where loving souls of saints
have trod before me
Palm to stone
this moment joins lives now,
lives then,
now again
My benediction
a font of loving praise
for those before,
after
Who wander the bridge
Barbara Butler McCoy
[This photo shows the underside of a bridge
crossing the Chattahoochee River in Fulton county.
It evokes a medieval cathedral to me, one likely reached
across a bridge.]
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Thursday, January 15, 2009
Tears
Tuesday, January 6, 2009
Outpost
I am come here
Forgotten outpost
Roof open to the sky
Open to celestial light
Notes for the ear
Whispers from a ghost
Music to make you cry
Music, river, dancing light
Roses, too, hear
Climbing round a post
Scent to falls will fly
Perfume river at cloud height
Then from your bower
Mandalas composed
Your sand tossed up to fly
Testament of your truth, might
Your light so clear
Here I am to toast
Here you run and meet sky
Here I find celestial sight
Barbara Butler McCoy
[I am enchanted by the work of Robert Hite. This structure, whatever it may be, I found along the canal in Augusta in October '08. All this time I have sought a poem for it and today I found the one.]
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