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Antidote - She lifts
by Axilea MU

Monday, December 22, 2008
Rated "G" by the Author.
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Poisonous city blanket
of dirt above a million heads
she's speaking to the birds
spoken words
white hair
form
concentric rings - suspend needs - endless
in a fluttering of wings.

She sits on a cold bench
in touch with the warm confusion
spiraling up
with Earth's rules easily broken
spiraling down
with roots deeper
into molten truth
- intuitive -

Lifts hands
bread crumbs
flown into the air
stop
the race against emptiness
that goes on
behind windows

That's how she feeds
in a fraction of freedom
emotions pure with gestures
like temples - desinstitutionalized

She travels lightweight
with fragile bones
revealing the column of light
the only counterweight
to the industrious weight
of loss.

 

 

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Reviewed by Muhammad Al Mahdi 3/22/2009
A poem like a white dove sprinkled with a ray of sun the colour of blood. The moment of lightness,in it, as in life,outweighs everything.
Reviewed by Charlie 1/2/2009
In my mind, I'm mingling Miss Jane Marple with Mary Poppin's "bird woman". There is the doing-- gentle kindness-- and the wisdom in seeming madness.

My favorite part:

"She sits on a cold bench
in touch with the warm confusion
spiraling up
with Earth's rules easily broken
spiraling down
with roots deeper
into molten truth"

I love that juxtaposition of spiraling upward, and roots digging deep. But mostly, I love it because of "warm confusion"-- a wonderful word combo--new and full of imagery.

--Charlie
Reviewed by Cindy Tuttle 12/28/2008
Wonderful poem Axilea!What a gift you have. Thank you so much.

With love,
Cindy
Reviewed by David Hightower 12/27/2008
Axilea - Loved "Antidote - She lifts." So many great images like,

"...endless
in a fluttering of wings."

that reach

"spiraling up
with Earth's rules easily broken
spiraling down
with roots deeper
into molten truth

to

stop
the race against emptiness
that goes on
behind windows

"...with gestures
like temples - ..."
Especially enjoyed the paradoxical play of words in:

She travels lightweight
with fragile bones
revealing the column of light
the only counterweight
to the industrious weight
of loss.

all this from a lady feeding pigeons. Must be poetry.
- David
Reviewed by Regis Auffray 12/27/2008
Your poetry always entices the reader to read again and to ponder... ...and to ponder. Wonderufl writing, Axilea. Love and best wishes,

Regis
Reviewed by Phyllis Jean Green 12/26/2008
********** B R A V A !!!!!! ********** What a gift you have!! Thank you so much for sharing this with us. Marvelous is too weak~!! <3 Phyllis <3
Reviewed by Richard Atwood 12/25/2008
"lightweight with fragile bones...
counterweight to the industrious weight of loss."

What a terrifying plight falls to the lone elderly whose "life" is past, and loss is a daily bread of regrets, or remembrances..."lifting hands into the air." (Is this not what we all come to?)
Poignant and true.
Regards, Rick A.
Reviewed by Gene Williamson 12/24/2008
I'm still working on this, Axilea. And I, too, am drawn to these
lines:

the race against emptiness
that goes on
behind windows

-gene.
Reviewed by Dale Clark 12/23/2008
A powerful and profound write, much to ponder.
Reviewed by Elizabeth Price 12/23/2008
Why do I feel hope within this write? Is it because there is one sane person who gets it still out there? With her fragile bones and infirmiries you spreads love and nuture around. Awesome. Liz
Reviewed by Ronald Hull 12/23/2008
I hope I pictured her well. Oh, to be able to paint!

Ron
Reviewed by Gianetta Ellis 12/23/2008
There is much to ponder here. I find myself drawn to the image of this woman finding a sort of companionship beyond that which other humans can provide. I read your words "with Earth's rules easily broken" and immediately sense that this is an illusion. Natural laws always find their recourse in time. Humans' sense of "dominion" is misplaced and misunderstood. I am also drawn to your words "the race against emptiness that goes on behind windows." Will we ever realize that we have created both the race and the emptiness and the walls that support these windows, which themselves are often "blinded" so that they cannot serve the purpose for which they were intended? And, of "fraction of freedom" - how this might be broadened and made whole through our will, through an unyielding desire to seek completeness and not settle for anything less - as indivduals and as a culture. Finally, I like Sheila Roy's notion that this woman is "only seen by those who read this poem; those who pass her take no notice."
Reviewed by Sheila Roy 12/23/2008
Axilea,
This seems to branch straight to the intended spirit of Christmas. You paint this scene so well. I can't help but feel as though this woman is only seen by those who read this poem; those who pass her take no notice. The first line is very powerful to start this sad scene - it speaks volumes. Have a Merry Christmas:)
Sheila
Reviewed by Liana Margiva 12/23/2008
Very BEAUTIFUL!!!!!!!!!!! I LOVE IT!!!!!!! Liana Margiva
Reviewed by m j hollingshead 12/23/2008
well done
Reviewed by Felix Perry 12/22/2008
Axilea as always your writes are filled with such passion and deep meanings that flow from the heart and soul. Well done as always.
hugs
fee
Reviewed by Willie Maartens 12/22/2008
Beautiful insight. It does touch a cord. Well done. Willie



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