Monday, October 10, 2011

Companionship.


I feel the fog,
I swear I do.
I feel it drawing heavy on my soul.
You and I walk beside the river,
Or perhaps it is a lake,
I never can quite tell.
You are like a grizzly.
You scare me.
You have a wild beauty
That rages like a bristling coat.
It overcomes me.
It melts my soul and heart into
Collision,
Making me feel like a small child
Leading you along this lake-like river.
Or are you leading me?
I never can tell.
Enrapt by your savage beauty,
Fiery in your eyes,
Flaming through your dancing hair like
The arrows of Hino* himself,
I surrender to your companionship.
Let us journey into the grey,
Side by side,
You and I.
We will leave behind us a trail of
Gnarled branches
And shadows,
For you carry life on your back
And trap light itself
In your glistening, emerald
Eyes.



*Hino was the Iroquois god of the sky. It was said that he shot arrows of fire.

8 comments:

  1. Misfit, I so much enjoy the imagery you share with us, and the whole atmosphere you create. I had not heard of Hino and appreciate the reference you added as it makes it so much more meaningful.

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  2. truly a magical write...love the fog as it rings of mystery much as what you have penned..the imagery at the end...the life on the back and the eyes is so tender...

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  3. Magic abounds with your verse, like the pairing yoiu created as well, nicely done!

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  4. How lovely this is-- rich in imagery, evoking powerful empathies in this reader. xxxj

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  5. I love the fact that they can trap life in emerald eyes such a great image
    http://gatelesspassage.com/2011/10/11/the-day-of-the-dead/#comment-1682

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  6. I know those woods, but the eyes are yours...beautiful poem.

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  7. Awesome photo...I was enthralled by the poem...

    stolen moments

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