Open Poetry #46 |
Outside, In Ends |
Cpat Hair
since 2001-06-05
Posts 11793 |
Here the birch grow And when dry, holds upturned palms in supplication Begging alms of rain from unseeing eyes While below In last year’s fall Black beetles glisten along the back as they Scurry beneath the mould with whispered clicks Calling Charon to his ferry So some believe It would be fitting to me For my last journey to be that across the river And I wonder if there the trees might have bleached white spine As the birch do here Or do they stand as ash on ash until the wind Sweeps them from the root to air Only to be formed anew when midnight’s ghouls Dance bare skinned taunt of sins To the newly arrived Still, I see beauty in the birch and in the beetle’s homely harangue Knowing they fit well into the myths written on page As they add a subtle elegance to the rubble Where rooted They soften our rape of hills and the ravage of stone Left behind when the seeking of fortunes and Mortality was bought with the backs of immigrants And those who simply wished to survive One more day to drink a pint, and pay the ladies Down at Adeline’s for a few moments of skin In hopes of softening the beetle’s click When it came for them Unworried as they were about the fare I’m not from here And can only see the birch and higher on the flank of hill The hardwood that have filled in the scars Not knowing of the families fed or lives changed When the pay from mines or timber stands bought futures Undreamed in other lands So how can I condemn The copse of birch with upturned palms Or the beetle’s call Beneath? |
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Amaryllis Senior Member
since 2010-05-20
Posts 1306Mi now |
Ohh.. so lovely, so layered, introspective... adore! . Amaryllis . ps: the fin. is superb. |
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Cpat Hair
since 2001-06-05
Posts 11793 |
thank you ma'am... you're kind to leave such nice words |
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JerryPat Senior Member
since 2010-10-30
Posts 1991Louisiana/America |
Nice work here. Ventured into man's inhumanity to man. I hesitate to blame the worlds troubles on the rich, even the greedy. We are what we are, they were what they were. There are people who make things happen, like the mine owners, the oil well producers, and there are those to come to them looking for work. It's a trade off. The ones who come looking for work will still be looking for work when the wells and mines shut down. Yes, the rich keep getting richer, but usually the poor standard of living benefits from the work he does. Sorry, didn't mean to get on my soapbox. I enjoyed this posting immensely. The looking toward Charon and the beetle is something we all do from time to time. . . . and the Raven said, %!~#&(!$! |
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Cpat Hair
since 2001-06-05
Posts 11793 |
thanks for the eyes and kind words sir.. both are appreciated. |
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Dark Stranger Member Patricius
since 2001-03-19
Posts 13631West Coast |
cpat, am sure if the trees read here at pip, they applaud your pen..enjoyed it amigo |
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Eusta B. Mae Senior Member
since 2010-05-03
Posts 903 |
I do so enjoy strolling along your scribblings...looking forward to moseying along your next mind's meadering. ebm |
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s1nfully_1nn0c3nt Senior Member
since 2003-10-26
Posts 1105Watertown, NY |
I do love the last stanza. Your pieces are always so detailed, which is a good thing. Enjoyed this. -Trina. |
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Prasad Nataraj Senior Member
since 2008-05-29
Posts 1149Bangalore,India |
Very thoughtful and wonderful write on the immigrants, the beetle’s. Fine writing. "Hardwork pays in the long run" |
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BluesSerenade Member Patricius
since 2001-10-23
Posts 10549By the Seaside |
You take me high up on a mountain and deep into the forest. You row me slowly across a golden pond and bring a sense of peace and beauty with your exquisite poetry. You do, you take me there. |
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Misty Lilacs Senior Member
since 2005-11-15
Posts 1060White Birch Forest |
Really enjoyed this. You are such an interesting writer! ooxx Marti
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ethome Member Patricius
since 2000-05-14
Posts 11858New Brunswick Canada |
Gotta love it Cpat Great dig under the surface of peace to find the roots that all to often become uprooted for one reason or another. Really Styx in a person's mind!! Great work! Eric [This message has been edited by ethome (11-06-2010 12:43 AM).] |
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Balladeer
Administrator
Member Empyrean
since 1999-06-05
Posts 25505Ft. Lauderdale, Fl USA |
"Still, I see beauty in the birch and in the beetle�s homely harangue Knowing they fit well into the myths written on page As they add a subtle elegance to the rubble Where rooted They soften our rape of hills and the ravage of stone Left behind when the seeking of fortunes and Mortality was bought with the backs of immigrants And those who simply wished to survive One more day to drink a pint, and pay the ladies Down at Adeline�s for a few moments of skin In hopes of softening the beetle�s click When it came for them Unworried as they were about the fare" This definitely goes into the "I wish I had written that" category. Never saw Charon worked into a poem but you did it well. I've learned to sleep with a coin in my mouth, just in case. |
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Cpat Hair
since 2001-06-05
Posts 11793 |
thanks everyone for dropping in on my scribble... your kind comments are truly appreciated thank you |
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