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Wednesday, January 12, 2011

There’s a where ravens are taken (the rebirth of POW)

My myth-maker’s made
a sunny place-setting
and he sets it politely there
where I sit not wearing boots.

With black squawks he came
from out-there not smitten,
and he tells me tall riddles of let
blood’s sleepy seeping home.

“You’ll notice many
cut-cross paths can get you there
to the next where, if you know
what’s not here you’re not getting.

“It’s there, where and when
you’ll come in, approximately,
to uncover hurt never.
Ever met cures before.”

He stays there beside
and with unwary wings pushes
twice-worn boots where my feet
were yet, unprepared to go.



This poem was abstracted from a context you're unlikely to decipher. As part of the renewal of the Poetry On Wednesday (POW) prompts, Rallentanda posted a passage from a book (see it here). We all make our own myths, but I like mine to be more in the tradition of the Brothers Grimm, Bullwinkle and Dr. Seuss.

4 comments:

human being said...

i love myths.., especially the personal ones... the way they reveal our forces within..,

really liked the way you analyzed your 'self'...
great ending!

and Francis... sometimes we need to reboot our boots... no?
:)

Eileen T O'Neill ..... said...

Francis,
This is indeed you at your very best. it is this style that I love from your writing.

Shoes and boots? Surely a time to re-BOOT
Great reflection...
Best wishes, Eileen

Rallentanda said...

Ever met cures before? Ha !
Sure...I stay clear!

A myth with wings trying to convince you to wear twice worn boots and push you into a new zone
could be an exciting adventure or it could be folly, depending on how the shoes fit and who has been wearing them anyway:) Love these complex poems.Good to see you again Francis.

Francis Scudellari said...

@hb After putting on the first pair, it's always good to re-boot before the next journey :).

@Eileen I have the most fun when I'm writing nonsense ;).

@Rall You do have to trust the fellow passing you the boots...