Tuesday, November 24, 2009

a wave speaks

I knew that I would break
when I threw myself
onto the rock

I wanted
to feel
my heart burst open

to lose
the grip of the earth

to separate into a million eyes
each one a golden image
of the sun

and wasn't it the sun itself
who raised me
higher than the earth could follow

and isn't it happiness
to be so broken

that nothing can weigh me down
but light


Blogger Devika said...

aaah! this was the poetry i was looking for, my bird :)

"that nothing can weigh me down
but light" -- I know how that could be, but then I think, its darkness that does with me,

"when I threw myself
onto the rock"

Know what, when life would get at me hard I always thought of thrashing my head against a rock....But heart, i want it safe and secure.....not for any other reason, heart disease is in my genes...both maternal and paternal :)

Great poem, dear bird,


Tuesday, November 24, 2009 at 1:14:00 AM EST  
Blogger firebird said...

Devika, my dear--How's this for fast response! (for both of us) I didn't want to let you down, although I have found it hard to write these days--I think my mind has been overloaded!
Now, I think sometimes our heart is most safe when we let it fly...but you know what I mean--

Tuesday, November 24, 2009 at 1:20:00 AM EST  
Blogger Devika said...

I know, my dear :)

And now let your heart fly and bring some good poetry :)


Tuesday, November 24, 2009 at 1:24:00 AM EST  
Blogger Allison Maplesden said...

that is really a beautiful piece of writing - clean and yet very personal also. I somehow can empathise with the feeling of this piece.
It is also quite visual - I can really picture being there in this landscape

Tuesday, November 24, 2009 at 5:23:00 AM EST  
Blogger Lorraine said...

I breathe deeply again, and hope with all my heart that I can breathe this in, because it's magic to me, you always, soothe my broken heart...

Tuesday, November 24, 2009 at 6:05:00 AM EST  
Blogger firebird said...

Devika--from your lips to God's ears, as they say...
and I will do my best to make it happen, thanks for believing in me!

Allison--I am amazed that you came so far to find me here, with your terrible horribleness (or is it horrible terribleness?)--and I love your comment very much, it makes me feel heard!
By the way, I love your paintings--do you have any other blogs?

Lorraine--Your comments make my day--if you feel that way, I can keep on writing, it makes it all worth it!
Sending you warm wishes to pour onto your heart...

Tuesday, November 24, 2009 at 11:47:00 PM EST  
Blogger Hayden said...

wow. just that.

I read few poetry blogs, they make me feel impatient.

this poem is beautiful. so many layers of possibility in it. It could be a desperate image. But for me, it reminded me of my emotions when I decided to change the externals of my life: moving 3,000 miles, from city to rural, from safe and predictable to something new and unknown. to deliberately leave my position of experience and become new again, a beginner again. This change was a rock I decided to throw myself against, breaking open in order to learn what else is inside me.

Wednesday, November 25, 2009 at 6:28:00 AM EST  
Blogger firebird said...

Hayden--I think you got the feeling just right--and what a magical dream that you are living and making into a reality!

I'm so glad you came to visit here--and I know what you mean about feeling "impatient" on poetry blogs--believe me, this poem went through many drafts, none of which I could stand reading!

Your comment is a positive message, which is what I intended, I'm glad of that, too.

Wednesday, November 25, 2009 at 10:38:00 PM EST  
Anonymous Paul Maurice Martin said...


I loved that look - getting up in the morning to find every twig and branch with that glassy coating...

Thursday, November 26, 2009 at 12:51:00 PM EST  
Blogger krystyna said...

Dear Firebird,
I am always stunned by the power of your words..this time even more... it really speaks to me.

Thank you!

Monday, November 30, 2009 at 9:00:00 PM EST  
Blogger firebird said...

Paul--yes, it is thrilling to see all those sparkling branches, especially in the sun!
So, which is "nice"--the poem or the photo or both? I'll take it as both...unless you say otherwise.

Krystyna--love your comment--it means so much to have you say all those wonderful things!

Monday, November 30, 2009 at 9:41:00 PM EST  
Anonymous Paul Maurice Martin said...

I have a lot of trouble seeing photos at the computer - it was the poem that brought back the memory vividly for me.

Friday, December 4, 2009 at 9:01:00 PM EST  
Blogger firebird said...

Paul--wow, I am overwhelmed--that you would find that connection between the poem and the photo, you are very perceptive, I am impressed! I'm also touched that it would bring back such a vivid memory...

Saturday, December 5, 2009 at 4:19:00 PM EST  
Blogger snowsparkle said...

firebird, you are a force of nature... and every time i arrive here your words split my stubborn heart open again and i feel like life is very worth living. thank you for the beautiful gift of your heart through your words.
big hugs, snowsparkle

Tuesday, December 15, 2009 at 11:10:00 PM EST  
Blogger firebird said...

snowsparkle-- your words are just what I need to lift MY heart! Thanks for coming here and sharing your eloquence...I was just thinking about you these last few days, wondering how things are going for you? How about e-mailing me with an update--I promise to write back!

Wednesday, December 16, 2009 at 9:30:00 PM EST  

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