THE SUN SALUTES WOMEN
Rib of creation's quest
Dawn of sky's new morning
Where art those heralds
With music to keep your stepping
Surely the noon sun lined
In shadow's path cannot hide
For splendid being your respite
Allows to continue on in breaths
Cooling the desires of hungry
Epitaphs read to stone psalms
You anchor the anguish of moon
In mood shapes of passing light
And your goodness sparks the destiny
Of planets sun and orbits widening
Then Discourse, wafting windy in leafy
Boughs of mists saluted the sunrise.
THE SUN SALUTES WOMEN © gillena cox 2018
[First posted at FACEBOOK - Sieze the poem]
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Sanaa is prompting.
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13 March 2017
"You anchor the anguish of moon in mood shapes of passing light"... this is so beautiful!💖
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I really love the sense of "woman is everything" sparkling out of your poem.
ReplyDeleteThank you for your appreciation Magaly
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That's quite a celestial dance
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I love how you end with the sun breaking... the moon and the sun there the nigh is yours.
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This is beautiful Gillena and your opening lines are so powerful.
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This is dreamy and beautiful from beginning to end Gillena!!
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A gorgeous evocation – and I especially love the verse you chose to use in the image.
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Then Discourse, wafting windy in leafy
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The end result can be most exciting and satisfying. Very true gillena!
Hank
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I love these lines, Gillena:
ReplyDelete'You anchor the anguish of moon
In mood shapes of passing light
And your goodness sparks the destiny
Of planets sun and orbits widening'.
Have a wonderful middle-of-the-week Wednesday!
Thank you for your appreciation Kim
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Some women do, as all women should, live a very charmed and blessed life. If I am reincarnated, but I don't believe God made us that way, I would like to be a charmed and blessed woman. Men are way too cruel, in general.
ReplyDeleteAnd if I could I'd give them the eyes of many birds, to have four light sensors. That way they could see in four dinensions using vision of the ultraviolet spectrum of light as does the Sun enabling it to see in the shadows if dark, as it does in your poem here.
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😊😄Jim thanks for your appreciation
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"You anchor the anguish of moon
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So beautiful
Thanks for dropping in Susan
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life and light ... nurturing. That's the feeling I get when I read this.
ReplyDeleteThank you for your appreciation Margaret
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