SEEDS FROM THE HEART (photo) & FATHER POEM IV (re-post of old non-dream free verse poem) by Roswila
FATHER POEM IV
Forgiveness of you cannot be this almost absence,
this quiet utility like a pair of old shoes.
Forgiveness should arrive on blazing feet,
bursting my heart with trumpets,
strewing your grave with spectacular flowers.
Forgiveness of you cannot be what was wearing
so painfully into shape, raising blisters of regret,
smothered in rage and self-pity.
Forgiveness should simply alight, pristine,
untouched, untrammeled, radiating wisdom,
a white dwarf sun.
But here forgiveness waits, open and serviceable,
like old shoes I try on
hoping they can carry me through.
The shoes fit.
I wear them.
(re-post of a non-dream free verse poem, written in September 1988. The anniversary of my father's death was April 13th and I've been thinking a lot about him, and how grateful I am to have been able to heal my inner relationship to him after he died. It took about two years of intense journaling (not long before I wrote this poem). But, for example, he eventually went from appearing as a threatening figure in my dreams to being a fellow traveler, a friend. Photomorph "The Heart Opens" 4-29-12 11816v2a) by Roswila]
There are many other sorts of posts on this blog. I indicate which are about or influenced by dreams. Some non dream focused posts are book reviews, "regular" poems (some by other writers, as the above is), scifaiku, writing exercises, Tarot haiku, photos, haiga, and so on. However, most of those are in much older posts. There's a listing by month going back to early 2006, at the end of the sidebar.
[a/k/a Patricia Kelly]
**** If you wish to copy or use any of my writing or poems, please email me for permission (under “View my complete profile”). Roswila's other blog (dedicated to her photos only, i.e. no poetry or other writing; daily post); TRYING TO HOLD A BOX OF LIGHT.
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