I believe the words
these walls echo
when God speaks
in sign language.
Love is immortal
as the essence of a mother
no matter how many times
it has drifted away like buckets
in a river where everyone
washes their hair.
washes their hair.
for dverse
23 comments:
Nice. Great opening set with the words echoing from sign language. Nice double play on "sign" as well, considering God reveals through signs often. Love is immortal (i agree) but cool play with the extended metaphor. If you play with it a bit love is the river where everyone washes their hair, makes a cool statement too.
cool images in this - god speaking in sign language and the washing of hair in the river - love this anthony - and yep - the love of a mother - few things match this
I admire the opening lines specially when God speaks in sign language ~ Love is immortal specially when its the love of the mother as there is no comparison ~
So often I see in your poetry the strength of your mother and the profound positive influence she has had in your life. We watched the Warriors celebration when they got back to Oakland and I was so impressed by words from Draymond Green, his mother, and Marshawn Lynch about that important relationship. Beautiful.
in the beginning was the word... fits... nice as always
you have that intensity of youth that comes out in your writing
I am so appreciating this prompt and the responses. That first line is so strong...The words the walls echo- and sign language of God...yowsa! Reading today, writing tonight...maybe. You know...Summer. ;)
Sweet as honeysuckle, but honest as a hug, this one sings, swings, swaddles, & struts, with a lot of the "real" you revealed; very nice.
Such a profound piece :D
Well penned!
I adore the first stanza, Anthony, which does not detract from the power of the second. Lovely.
As always, another poem packed with meaning. I like getting to know you better and I like the words that are important to you.
This was like a hug to my soul. I needed this today. Thanks kind sir.
I love this part:
"no matter how many times
it has drifted away like buckets
in a river where everyone
washes their hair"
"drifted away like buckets
in a river where everyone
washes their hair."
Just stunning!
Oh.. signs of GOD
Plastered with EyES
Of LOVE dance song
Samely with loving
MOTHERS dreams
Outreach ARMS
Receive TRUST
Giving Love
Signs
Testament..:)
Yes, the washing your hair lines are outstanding..I feel here a lone soul yet a strong nurtured and secure person..def less is more here.
This is simply profound - the exuberance of youth but with the insight of deep maturity. I enjoyed reading this several times and appreciating the nuances of the two different stanzas - all seem to hearken to old rituals, deep abiding mother's love, signs and wonders - wonderful write.
I absolutely love the opening about God speaking in sign language--YES. Such a beautiful poem.
I like it much. Hope you won't mind that your words inspired a remix:
I believe God is Love,
the Great Mother —
the river her blood,
the trees her hair.
Hoping that this time my comment will be accepted by your site. Sorry, I read this last night but was unable to leave a comment.
I too find the bond with your mother really moving, but it's subtly done - the endless love of a mother, that river metaphor... and succinct too! Brilliant!
Wonderful word choices. I like this a lot; love your inclusion of both God and mother. Peace, Linda
This is fabulous, Anthony! Trying to read "God's sign language" and the" immortal love of a mother" are universal themes you expressed eloquently here.
Cool images !
The idea of God expressing something in sign language....that image and play on words...so beautifully clever and worded expertly.
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