The poem that had to be written at two in the morning;
was it carried on the wind building force in the night,
pushing harder on my head until, evoking surrender,
I turn the page and silently push the pencil,
watching words forming, shapes curving alongside
one another, forging bond between graphite
and sinew, seemingly benign,
but lest it appear deceptive, consider:
These words cast upon vellum one twilight
in the midst of my days will remain
long after this puzzle life breaks apart,
leaving only a specter which once I perceived
to be me, as if the I who loves you
could be captured
on a page.
Bela, wonderful thoughts.
And yes “it carried on the wind”.
That is what the wind is for ……..
Seems to Tubularsock that the high desert
is doing you well.
Be safe.
Ooohhh, thanks for checking in! Absolutely! It was a rough move, as moves have gone in the past, what with containers and vehicles on barges and dogs and Covid – ayeee!! But we are now settling in quite well, thank you. Continuing to modify this house to better suit us, and to prepare for winter. It’s coming along nicely!
Hope all is well with you! One day perhaps we shall meet 😉 Take care.
Bela, sounds intense but your new view is rather spectacular.
And who knows. One day our paths may cross. The high desert weaves the mystery.
Cheers.
It does. And actually, the header photo was taken in Abiquiu. Miles from here 😉 Cheers to you!
There is magic in words carried on the wind. Beautiful poem and photos, Bela 🙂
Thanks, Sue! Yes, it also helps to be astrologically an air sign, methinks 😉 Have always loved the wind, where some just can’t stand it. Thanks! 😀 xo
Swept away. Beautiful..
So glad, David! Thank you!
I am glad you got pushed by your words and penned them down Bela, they make a beautiful poem. Whenever I ignore such a call, my thoughts drown in the sea of procrastination. 🙂
Haha yes. But middle of the night … ! But sure is anything if I don’t write them down, by morning I will forget all but a ghost where it started. Thank you, Balroop. 🙏💕
Poets and authors are a little weird Bela, they get their ideas at such odd hours! 🙂 Stay blessed.
Haha yes. I think when the mind is totally out of the picture, the muse is freed to deliver the words!
Stay blessed, yourself! 🌈
Nice to see your post and that things are going well. Happy Autumn!
Thanks, Eliza! I have missed wp, but nothing to do, for we have had our hands over-full with this move. Seems things are now settling down, and I can get back to some creative work. Good to see your lovely photographs, once again! Take good care. <3
Thank you, Bela!
Inspiration will last. And what beautiful sunsets you have! (K)
Thanks, Kerfe! And yes! High desert sunsets are as unique to us as Hawaiian sunsets, but for totally different reasons. Has to do with the droplets of water in the atmosphere, or lack thereof(?!) according to a scientist reader, Swarn Gill. Be well! ☮️
What lovely visuals Bela.
As I look at them in the context of these lines you have written, and I quote,
” ….These words cast upon vellum one twilight
in the midst of my days will remain long
after this puzzle life breaks apart, leaving
only a specter which once I perceived to be me” ‘
I somehow get a feeling that I am standing far, far away in the Universe, looking back at the earth as a speck in the distance.
I remain unsure why this thought comes to me.
Shakti Ghosal
Many thanks, Shakti. As I am currently re-reading C.S. Lewis’ “Space Trilogy,” your comment does, indeed, make some sort of sense, to me at least! We are so small. So infinitesimally small, and yet the ego makes us feel far grander and more important than would seem justifiable. As I cannot read anything without reflection, clearly this came through in my poem. Thanks for picking up on it! Blessings to you and yours, Shakti! 🙏🏽
What a wonderful poem and photos. Sometimes 2 in the morning is the best time to write. Take care.
Thaks so much, Renee! Yes,unfortunately … because I do like my sleep! Yet here I am again, up at 4! Too much stimulation, having to go to town yesterday.
Take good care, dear one. Wishing you all the best. <3
Soulfilled inspiration Bela. So grateful you found that pencil. What a wonderful place to become and Be in. 💕🙏💕
Many thanks, Val. Though i do love my 😴. 😂❤️
A lovely poem and beautiful photos, Bela! It’s good to see a post from you. I’ve been wondering how you were enjoying your new home. Gorgeous views it appears! Glad you’re settling in. 💕🙂
We are doing that Betty, every day, thank you. How are you doing with the fires? Horrible. Sending you love. 💞
Such a treat to read and watch the colours you add…to this amazing continuity of a larger existence… which is, was and always will be. 🙂
Aww, many thanks, Vidur! I so appreciate your words. 🙏🏽💞
My pleasure, Bela. 🙂