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Sunday, January 8, 2017

Coming through the fog

Morning Fog 







Coming through the fog

Ah 
my siren 
felt feeble – 
the plumped 
preen lean – 
yet 
now in spite 
of this single stab 
seeped fulfillment 
cheat – I shake 
the sodden to leap -
truth emblazoned 
on my soul – 
to climb the 
mountain – 
flee fear 
hold tight 
to my
chest 
the reap 
of all 
that is 
righteous- 
past to  
future – 
see them – 
feel them 
feel us -
standing- 
shimmering, 
warming chilled blood - 
bolstering burgeoning 
this ever unquenchable happening of hope 
gathering – here, there, everywhere,
coming through the fog, coming through the fog

7 comments:

  1. Lovely to see you, Pearl. I most love "this ever unquenchable happening of hope".Without hope, we cant endure........may it keep coming through the fog.

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  2. Oh we need that hope... and through the mist it comes.

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  3. I love this part:
    "hold tight
    to my
    chest
    the reap
    of all
    that is
    righteous"

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  4. Life has these moments of torment and gradual relief normally associated with the loss of love or the person we loved. Hope as always is a faithful companion that we trust more than any other that will bring us safely through the fog.

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  5. Wow! Intense read. Good one.
    Happy New Year, Pearl
    ZQ

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  6. I shake
    the sodden to leap -
    truth emblazoned
    on my soul –
    to climb the
    mountain –


    Gorgeous phrasing!! xo

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  7. I love the way you build this to crescendo.

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