When I was born
a wraith flew in the window
and sucked out my breath.
As I turned from ash to black
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What an amazing write. The words picked me up and took me along with their wonderful images. I like the flow of this. I like the positive ending. It's like a little bit of magic. Thanks for brightening my day.
hey, jette! hoping this finds you well and thriving. checking to see if you had new postings, my attention lit of the title of this poem—there's a a curve-billed thrasher nest with chicks in it in the cholla on a corner of my house's property. the images in this poem are accessible, but i don't have anything in my experience to relate to the narrative as whole. would you mind telling me what it's about? -glen
Thanks for commenting Glen. I am alive and well, just not been on PH lately. Happy Birthday! :)
You have a mysterious relation with that wraith. When it comes into your life it sweeps you away in the direction of dreams, then you find yourself in a new phase. Perhaps you are being readied to summon crows. Their message has changed since the times of bird augury.
Thanks for commenting Denis. I let this poem just write itself, not worrying about much but the images and thoughts in my mind.
Is this a rebirth or a discovery? Sometimes, it's hard to distinguish what is the precursor of who we are. By whatever origin or form, I know that you'll find fulfillment.10
I would say it is both and I think life is a cyclical thing with no order of origin...
Cycle of life and death and rebirth and oneness of all in nature comes out in highly imaginative and poetic way. Brilliant poem. Thanks for sharing Jetty.
Thanks for commenting Savita...and yes, this is what I was thinking when I wrote this too...
Ever So Powerfully Beautiful! ! ! ! ! Deeply Moving! ! ! ! ! Thank You Ever So Much For Sharing This! ! ! ! ! Congratulations On Poem Of The Day! ! ! ! !
Thank you so much Rebecca. I need to work my way over to your poems...maybe now! :)
- the first lines of your intriguing poem, translated into Italian :) Quando nacqui uno spettro entrò dalla finestra e mi succhiò via il respiro. Mentre da cinereo diventavo nero Mi sfarinai tra le braccia del dottore e volai via, senza peso, come l'incanto di un passero che canta per chiamare i corvi.
actually, ''Mentre da cinereo diventavo nero'' ['o' = male] should be ''Mentre da cinerea diventavo nera'' ['a' = female] - besides, ''mi facevo nera'' could be better than ''diventavo nera''
It's amazing, how you depicted the non-ending voyage of life in nature, using metaphoric expressions. What really perpetuates is the conscience, which needs life for it's errand. Congrats for being the member's PoD. Thanks for sharing.X
What a depiction of the journey of the soul. Quite imaginative. Good theme.
Thank you so much for reading and commenting on my poem Ashika.
You metamorphosed into so many lovely things But at the end, It was really Poetry that gave you your wings. What a beautiful poetic union with life and nature, a real pleasure to read. Well deserved poem of the day.!
A beautiful poem. Amazing! This certainly is Pure Poetry Words you just want to keep reading.
Ahhhh, I love the unique style of this! This is pure poetry from start to finish, the meter is outstanding taking the reader from one dimension to the next in a poetic wave of emotions! ! Just an awesome poem, congratulations
You are so kind. Thanks so much for your kind comments Bill. Much appreciated. Take care.
Congratulations on your poem being chosen as POD'. Well written. The imagery was magnificent. Great job Jette!
No longer able to fly. Thanks for sharing this poem with us.
When the body is not permanent, soul is churned with perpetual running wheel of birth and death. A very meaningful poem about the reincarnation process. Congrats.
what beautiful lines you have written. Thank you so much for commenting on my poem. Take care.
The colorful imagery leaps of the page and nests within the reader! Congratulations on having been showcased as the Member Poem of the Day! You are truly deserving given your talent!
Thank you so much Susan. :) I really appreciate your supportive comments. Take care.
A very imaginative write about the journey of soul that takes birth again and again after death and in various forms Your poem is very akin to Hindu philosophy which states that our soul never dies and takes rebirth after death.Like we change our clothe after it is torn, so do the soul takes a new body after the old body dies. Congratulations for being selected as Poem of the Day. Bharati Nayak
Thanks for you comments and sharing of Hindu philosophy. The concept of rebirth and re imagining of the soul intrigues me. Interesting to think of rebirth as a changing of clothing after it is torn. Thanks again.
Such a brilliant write, Jette. Congrats for being chosen... a huge 10+++++
Revisited. Fantastic captivating poetry. The flair and flow of imagination is inimitable. Loved it.