Saturday, 8 June 2013

Gemini

at night, the two women 
         are at war with each other-

one is steeped in shadows, the moon's lover 
         the other is paled yellow, the sun's bride-

the first loves with a hungry stomach:  
          coarse grain pollen, wild honey & forest rain - 
         
she inserts herself into every page,
          spilling words on her lover's lips, darkest of plum-  

the second walks, a rooted maple tree 
          sturdy of fisted rope, pulling to the safe harbor -

she is fazed by gravity, carved bronze as earth,  
          a train travelling on well-worn tracks, she hushes, hushes--

the flame, growing like a peacock from her head,
          cascading electric shocks, agitated, she calls, calls-- 

the other, face to face in the mirror,
          freckled like seeds of the same fruit-

one tugs at the navel-
          the other is urging the wind to cut her 
                                                                      free-   






Posted for D'verse Poets Pub - The prompt is about duality (Gemini, twins, entwined Selves) hosted by Karin G. ~  Have a good weekend ~

47 comments:

  1. love the poetic images in second and third verse!

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  2. Beautiful metaphoric writing, Grace. I love 'a rooted maple tree sturdy of fisted rope.' You have written well the conflicts within a person, I think....the disagreements below the surface of any human being.

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  3. They each have their own minds - to each his own! But two people can still find common grounds though! Nicely Grace!

    Hank

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    1. Finding a common ground is good ~ Thanks Hank ~

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  4. oh very nice....really like the pic as well....the lover and the wife...one wild and one rooted....like the fisted rope bit with that too..the tug and being set free is a great closure on this as well...tight piece grace...

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  5. A tug and war of the mind, as each have their own wants at their haunt. Common ground can be found if one were to look at their nook.

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  6. Delightful, Grace. I especially like sturdy of fisted rope.

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  7. Oh yes... great metaphors here.. a mistress and a wife.. one for the night one for the night.

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  8. This feels a bit like the cut-up poems - in the best of ways - in that it has that originality of image - a wonderful tension. k.

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    1. My inspiration came from Platt's Two Sistors of Persephone ~ Thanks for the challenge Karin ~

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  9. and they walk in the same shadow... marvelous.

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  10. We all seem to have multiple roles we enact for spouses, bosses, children, the law, the muses, but who will it be in the moonlight for the midnight pee in that mirror, one or the other, or both?

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    1. That is an interesting questions ~ Thank you Glenn ~

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  11. "the first loves with a hungry stomach:
    coarse grain pollen, wild honey & forest rain - "
    "the second walks, a rooted maple tree
    sturdy of fisted rope, pulling to the safe harbor -"

    i want to quote the whole poem!
    ... such beauty in this... Grace, a fascinating, brilliantly written piece.

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    1. Thank you for the lovely compliment Miriam ~

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  12. smiles..i think we all have both of them within us and depending on where we are in life the one or other is stronger...really cool grace

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  13. two of one so brilliantly interwoven

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  14. Beautiful metaphoric writing indeed. Love your words - very much.

    Anna :o]

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  15. You really ran with this one, Heaven. I like it very much--some excellent, resonant lines and images--especially like 'loves with a hungry stomach...' very emphatic amid all the more delicate imagery.

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  16. Wow this is great Heaven and thanks for the work on toads! Its a great site :)

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  17. Oh wow...loved loved loved it...this is the one I wanted to write...it's gorgeous Grace. That ending had me feeling the wind taking me away...a truly wonderful piece.

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  18. First, I'm huge on this format- couplets with the second line indented. It's so eye-pleasing to me. I loved the poetry too. One wild, one steadfast; great writing here! -Mike

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  19. The third stanza is a real humdinger. Lights up the whole poem.

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  20. Grace,

    The picture is amazing..and your second verse really stands out..nice imagery throughout.

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  21. I love the contrasts Heaven, your writing has so many beautiful bits that I'd love to have tattooed on my body, that says a lot about how good they are!

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  22. Very poetical, metaphorical, I will return to read again....my favorite: "the flame, growing like a peacock from her head",and Grace,
    I like how you post the picture - after the poem, what make words work first...

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  23. Love the picture~the saying 'opposites attract' comes to mind. Beautiful poem.

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  24. "the first loves with a hungry stomach:
    coarse grain pollen, wild honey & forest rain"

    That's lovely.

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  25. Truth in every verse that speaks of who you are. Like this alot.

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  26. I love the last line. What a powerful piece, Heaven! Happy Sunday.

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  27. Marvellous contrasting descriptions!

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  28. "the moon's love... the sun's bride"
    love this description!

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  29. the two images within us.Wonderful metaphoric expressions here!

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  30. Really amazing...the way you put wonderful images with words....such contrasting personas...loved this.

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  31. Grace this is wow! It is so divinely beautiful, breath-taking, I am completely in love with this poem =)

    I wrote one for Duality too but I was naturally late lol
    http://mindlovemisery.wordpress.com/2013/06/11/duality/

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  32. I guess there's always live two people in us..
    one good, one bad
    one happy, one sad..

    point is, which one we choose to reflect out :)

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