jornales

for a moment of joy or moments no one pays for, i give myself a ‘jornal’. this makes me rich. try it.

zenith at noon (for One Shoot Sunday)

Photo prompt by Fee Easton

rain combs the strands
of our adagios:

expanse of thoughts
farther than the ends of flights
wings aching for home
a sight among stars

we tread the waves
sink in whirlpools deeper
than the heart of the flower
a hummingbird chooses

lighter
than marrow-less limbs
skimming skies
bending the spheres

constellations pirouette
on mid-strains cresting to slope
to skid onto silken lilies
our bed of seasons

in our clasped hands
the sea regurgitates the sun
froth fizzes a tickle
on our kissing toes

the sea breeze binds horizons
our eyes delude a sunset
our dawns begin
the night

the zenith at noon
the depth of our dreaming

Copyright (c) by Alegria Imperial 2011

From a photo prompt by Fee Easton this poem is posted for One Shoot Sunday yet another challenge at One Stop Poetry, the inimitable gathering place of poets and artists, winner of the 2011 Shorty Awards for the Arts. Come join us. Share your love for your art. Be thrilled over what others say and what you discover of others’ works.

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May 15, 2011 - Posted by | free verse, lyric poetry, poetry | , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , ,

8 Comments »

  1. This is fabulous– I envy your tenderness– you have powerful empathies and show forth aging here so distinctively– thanks for your fabulous comments on my work, Ali. xxxj

    Comment by jenneandrews | May 15, 2011 | Reply

    • Thanks, Jenne! Aha…finally came up with something you ‘envy’, you, my idol, who’s got ‘every-literary-thing!’ Those empathies come with actaul ageing I suppose and an old soul that I know has always been mine. Thank you so much again and for loving my comments on your blog!

      Comment by alee9 | May 17, 2011 | Reply

  2. “constellations pirouette
    on mid-strains cresting to slope
    to skid onto silken lilies
    our bed of seasons”

    A stellar poem that shines through dreamlike flight while also being grounded in emotions. Always enjoy the way you use metaphors and turn phrases. Another beautiful poem.

    Comment by dustus | May 15, 2011 | Reply

    • Thanks, Adam! I’ll add ‘stellar’ to my medals from you! I’m glad you enjoy my takes.

      Comment by alee9 | May 17, 2011 | Reply

  3. constellations pirouette….love that line into the next….and in our clasped hands…so tender…really love this…

    Comment by brian | May 15, 2011 | Reply

    • And really love how you pick my favorite phrase and line! Thanks again, Brian!

      Comment by alee9 | May 17, 2011 | Reply

  4. So many excellent lines in this one, beginning with the first–I think my favorite is the entire stanza that begins “…in our clasped hands..” You make the couple’s bond, the seashore where they sit, and all of their world live and breathe. Another lovely, lovely piece, Alegria.

    Comment by hedgewitch | May 16, 2011 | Reply

    • Thank you, Joy! The prompt really did ‘speak to me’ and by itself, seemed to have written the lines!

      Comment by alee9 | May 17, 2011 | Reply


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