Tuesday, October 10, 2006

Hope

The snow whitens my eyelashes like
a cool border around a memoir.
Eyes closed,
my outer shell takes it all in speaking,
I have forgiven you for being less than I wanted.
My muse celebrates a winters breeze
sedating the old haunting abysmal of,
my
I
remember you.
The motionless landscape then turns the air,
"Where will you go now?"

My path is marked by hope,
heavily plowed by rain
I will walk where the snow falls.

17 comments:

Anonymous said...

The music was fine; didn't skip for me.  Very pretty, too!
Merry

Anonymous said...

Your muse flows easily, and now to music! Sounds great... didn't hear a skip. It stops when I leave a comment. No sadness in this... adding music, that is. Was it hard to do? Can you tell me how? Bea

Anonymous said...

 The poetry was great but I didn't hear any music.  Darn



                 Julie

Anonymous said...

This one is particularly beautiful and I LOVE the music.  Soooo serene and joyful =D!!  Love you, Raven! xox
http://journals.aol.com/valphish/ThereisaSeason

Anonymous said...

" The poets mind is in fact a receptacle for seizing and storing up numberless feelings, phrases, images, which remain there until all the particles which can unite to form a new compound are present together." T.S. Eliot

When I read your comment I held my breath in anticipation while I clicked your link. I was not disappointed. I care not about structure, nor format when looking for poetry and words that interests me. What I do search, seek, and hunt for is words that can splinter in many directions, evokes emotion and thought in my mind and I find relation within. Some call it stream of conscious, some call it poetry. When reading words such as yours, I call it embarking on a journey and discovering a puzzle wrapped up for my mind to unravel.

Traditional is for those willing to follow. I think you and I would never fit into that category!
Rebecca Anne
You are the only one I've ever showed this little link, something I've ignored far too long, but here goes........examples in non-traditional by Moi

Anonymous said...

Raven,

I finally made it over here...yeah!!! I said I wanted to stop by beofre when you left your link then I couldnt remember to which entry you posted a comment and got lazy and didnt feel like reading every entries comments to see...lol...

This is a nice blog you have over here...It definitely makes the mind think...Kudos to you...and about me being fat it is for me cuz like you i was a size 9/10 and after the kids it just went downhill...lol...but I am trying to stay focused...wish me luck!!

love ya
kisha

Anonymous said...

Raven, I stand in awe of your prose.  I didn't know you had this journal also.  I'm devouring all seven.  Of course, I can't hear the music.  Boggles my mind because I never had that problem before.  Chris

Anonymous said...

LOL...I lied.  I turned the speakers off last night because my foolish dog was flipping out and barking at the pc.  Love the music....so soothing. Too bad the mind is the first thing to go.   Chris

Anonymous said...

"The snow whitens my eyelashes like a cool border around a memoir."
Love the imagery here and I've a feeling we will all experience that before long.
Lovely poem
Dianna
http://journals.aol.com/sazzylilsmartazz/DiannasMindlessMusings/

http://journals.aol.com/sazzylilsmartazz/SazzyKreationz/

Anonymous said...

Cool poetry...thanks for visiting me the other day. I like how you wrapped your words into the painting...so much feeling....Sandi

Anonymous said...

Poem and picture fit so well together!  Reading this one via CarnivAOL.  -  Barbara

Anonymous said...

Beautiful, Raven... just beautiful...

be well,
Dawn

Anonymous said...

Very nice. De

Anonymous said...

beautiful raven! thanks ! I liked the scenery a bunch
natalie

Anonymous said...

Beautiful!
Dianna

Anonymous said...

***** Five Stars! Perfect harmony of graphic and poetry!
RIVER

Anonymous said...

Lovely!  Beautiful artwork, also.
Lori