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

solstice (a tanka*-ish reflection for One Shot Wednesday)

only in fullness
am I still–
i cast no shadow
as a rendezvous
dissipates into a sob

the wind flails
in the gingko twigs–
where perfection
encases feelings

if punctured
of wombs burst
water before blood
into birthing

a cry of rage
flags what a heart
peace when it settles
lines its chambers

nothing like a Nautilus
the heart is but a pump
the fist opening
and closing
for fluids to flow

red colors
a river the heart
layers of molecules
veil its nature

until the solstice
skids past its point
of stillness
wholeness is truth

a heart breaks
until a birthing point
to that first sound
that cry of rage

*tanka, sometimes known to be the precursor of haiku, is a 5-line Japanese poetic form used by court poets of ancient Japan. Scroll down for my post on this form in February.

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  1. intense…particularly in the last two…but those were my favorites…smiles.

    Comment by brian | June 22, 2011 | Reply

    • Always the first to read, I suppose, and comment with words that reassure, nourish the heart! Thanks hugely, Brian!

      Comment by alee9 | June 22, 2011 | Reply

  2. Again, another lyrical tour d’force from you, Ali. I love the risks you take with disparate adjectives/nouns– this has a cascading feel to it– gorgeous. xxxxj

    Comment by Jenne' R. Andrews | June 22, 2011 | Reply

    • Oh, Jenne, I love what you say about my poems–always something new: ‘lyrical tourd’force’ and ‘disparate adjectives/nouns’ that give a ‘cascading feel’. They sound like what I would read as critiques in the back of a collection! Thanks so much!

      Comment by alee9 | June 22, 2011 | Reply

  3. Could feel the flow of wind, blood, and water. Brian says intense, and I agree. Your poetry always has a sharp edge to it. Wonderful as always.

    Comment by dustusdustus | June 22, 2011 | Reply

    • I hold on to what you say each time, Adam! Such nourishment for me! Like I told Brian, OSP has been a fertile patch for me. Thanks to you, I seem to be really finding my voice, letting it ring louder and louder!

      Comment by alee9 | June 22, 2011 | Reply

  4. “The heart is but a pump” that one stuck with me, very strong piece.

    Comment by Pat Hatt | June 22, 2011 | Reply

    • Thanks for your lovely comment, Pat! But the heart is but a pump, isn’t it? And yet, it can’t be!!!

      Comment by alee9 | June 22, 2011 | Reply

  5. As always, great language, forceful images, strong flow. I especially like the second stanza, with it’s wind flailed twigs and “perfection encases feelings..” and the entire fourth stanza is genius.

    Comment by hedgewitch | June 22, 2011 | Reply

    • Beloved hedgewitch, you always pick the stanza and the lines that are lodged in the heart of my poems. “Genius?” I’m up in the stratosphere without wings!

      Comment by alee9 | June 22, 2011 | Reply

  6. An excellent poem. I had to read a couple times. good stuff! I especially liked Stanza 5.

    Comment by poemblaze | June 22, 2011 | Reply

    • Thanks, poemblaze! I’m thrilled you love it!

      Comment by alee9 | June 22, 2011 | Reply

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