FALLING EASTWARD TOGETHER UP OFF ROCKS


 

ROCK-DROPS FALLING ON OUR HEADS

Old hens and converted weasels, dear;

Blue,blue dragonflies decorating spotted goat, mere;

False striped ones caught in barbed wire, dire;

Mousey hearing aided repenting liar;

Swawking crow of rooster waking dovey bier;

Crowing nightingale singing black winged trier!

Such a great crowd of witnesses leaving their mirrors

Behind in the alleys, dropped beside unknown gates;

Blind and crosseyed and deaf and bushy nosed in shivers

Behind a town left in the west because star shone on pates;

Joining we expected role players sweating fear in rivers

Beckoned by skipped ropes left by shepherds crooked of traits!

We all winding and unwinding and tripping and skipping

Along behind a now found Littly Lamb, patted by Babe tripping

Of heart in love-light of young mothery eyes ripping

The very heart from innkeeper’s rules, no wine for nipping

The cold from the morn of  First Day of New Life tipping

Off our prophecy from high perch over biggy froggy head clipping!

Oh, we all no more looking at ourselves, marching ourselves eastward

Climbing ourselves eastward cracking eggs laid forgotten

Oh, we all snagging each to each in ro-bed,hi-ded long boastward

Snaking our  trails round rock and thorn under Star begotten

Fore basement of world ever laid genesing record coastward

Making our tracks in midst of robbers cutthroats to trotten.

We all friends tied in cords woven from missing parts, we unfolk

We critters in bond to render the go tell mission inyoke

We all friends leaving bystanding alleyfolk for fields to poke

We leftoffparts from smooth paths to fall on rock’s stroke

We critters and unwound twitters seared by smoke

We campers in stable left weaving up in star-toke.

We friends stumbling and clinging and crying and singing

On to the East gone from the West now parched and empty

We friends now thrummed by stamp,by rumored hoofs ringing

Out from the East gone from thrones long done with skimmed tea

We friends clutching tales for hope in stumbling stinging

We friends of nettles and bones and cold caves in the lea.

“How bear we this load of lost but not  lost?

“How dare we this go telling, go seeking, go meeting

“How High Kings bearing bounty of whole nations’ cost

“How dare we, care we, swear we this oath of treating

“How lands we cannot see but must only BE, only tossed

                                                                                                                                                                   “How peaceward, how lightward, how blessward good news feeting?”

 

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30 Comments (+add yours?)

  1. creatingreciprocity
    Jan 05, 2012 @ 06:06:47

    What an amazing poem – thanks.

    • granbee
      Jan 06, 2012 @ 04:46:56

      creatingrep: Thank you so much for your gracious feedback. Stay tune, there will be a short essay interlude tonight sort of giving us an overview of WHY and HOW the “friends” continue traveling eastward after finally encountering the Wise Men when they are quite near Bethlehem, just before calling in on that evil ol’ Herod!

  2. willowdot21
    Jan 05, 2012 @ 06:09:07

    Just amazing thank you for sharing with us .

    • granbee
      Jan 06, 2012 @ 04:48:42

      willow, you are most welcome for your gracious comment here. Stay with us travelers, as you will be treated to a short, refreshing break tonight with an little essay cluing us in to WHY and HOW our critter/unfolk friends continue traveling eastware after finally meeting up with the Wise Men just outside that evil o’ Herod’s palace!

  3. cottonbombs
    Jan 05, 2012 @ 13:44:51

    Rose! It always is darkest before the dawn, isn’t it? ‘Those who see the divinity in sorrow are closest to God’s secret’ wrote Oscar Wilde. Truth can only be known when one has known lies. It was -5 today in Toronto. It was warm day, when compared to the -25 day we had yesterday. From suffering comes peace and even pleasure.

    • granbee
      Jan 06, 2012 @ 04:54:56

      Peter, I KNEW you were living in a different part of the former British Empire! When I was working for the USAF in Dayton, OH during the Vietnam War (right out of college), we experienced the first 10 days of January with a high for those entire 10 days of -2 F. So I can definitely relate to how you feel. But there was nothing like trekking across over 4 feet of snow, hard as a skating rink, under brilliant sunlight to go to lunch! Thank you more than I can say for that Oscar Wilde quote, reminding us what allows the ability to see divinity in sorrow. Guess God must have been whispering in my soul’s ear, huh? No wonder I am so drained when I finally click “publish” on one of these posts in this series. HUGE responsibility. So glad you are out there to share a part of this “burden”.

  4. planaquarium
    Jan 05, 2012 @ 17:14:40

    How cunning and creative! Made me think of the Jabberwocky-style stories of glib near-nonsense in Alice in Wonderland. But better! 🙂

    • granbee
      Jan 06, 2012 @ 04:57:13

      Better than Alice’s Jabberwocky pals? No way, plana! No messing with my heroes, okay? (Tee,hee!) You are far too kind in your comments. However, I am definitely claiming them and treasuring them as I scuttle down the next rabbit hole with bent reading glasses and a broken watch!

  5. Angela
    Jan 05, 2012 @ 20:22:39

    Granbee, my favourite line is this: “We all winding and unwinding and tripping and skipping” – a true description of our time on Earth! I have found the word I have been looking for to describe your poetry series about these critters and The Story they tell: bonkers. And I’m not being rude, I mean bonkers in its most wondrous, enigmatic, magical-capturing, mind-bending, truth-telling-through-tales, exposing, feeling-the-upliftment kind of a way. :-). Love it! 🙂

    • granbee
      Jan 06, 2012 @ 05:00:35

      You win the prize, Angela, for most accurate single-word description of my work. EXACTLY: we are all “bonkers”. We all travel on bonky highways and byways through our bonky lives. WE ARE BONKERS! That is why it is so totally essential that we connect and help each other along the way. It takes one to know one; and it takes all of the “ones” to find the way to the Light! (at least while we are still fleshly manifestations of Bonkyhood!)

      • Angela
        Jan 06, 2012 @ 05:05:46

        Rose, that made me howl with laughter!! Since I posted this comment I was worried that it might offend you, but you clearly caught the energy of my words! :-D. Indeed it does, take one to know one. And I am well established in Bonkyhood. :-D. Bless you, for your wit, wisdom, inspiration and encouragement for all of us who have found ourselves connected across the oceans through the poetry of our cyberspace.

        • granbee
          Jan 06, 2012 @ 05:19:19

          Angela, YOU could never offend me, not with your wondrous ability to slice right into the heart of my writing! So thrilled we can howl in laughter together across oceans and raise up a righteous raucus at that ol’ Moon Face with the crooked, bonky smile!

  6. Savira
    Jan 05, 2012 @ 21:20:11

    You have the characteristics of each animal.. we each reflect a certain aspect of those you mention.. How creatively you use them for poetry

    • granbee
      Jan 06, 2012 @ 05:02:26

      Savira, yes we do share many qualities with other mammals on this planet. However, we only WISH we could perceive and communicate with the Eternal as well as many of our mammalian friends do. Thank you so much for your kind comment about my creativity.

  7. Sue Dreamwalker
    Jan 06, 2012 @ 18:27:41

    Another excellent poem only you know how to weave Granbee… Good Morning to you.. on a Sunny blue day here in the UK… a much lighter day after gales of over 100MPH in parts… The winds have died down today thank goodness after several days of storms..
    “”We all friends tied in cords woven from missing parts,””””, loved that line Granbee, for we are all friends, animal, insect, aquatic life, bird, human, each of us are connected within the sea of life as we all contribute to its creation… Thank you for creating such another beautiful aspect of thinking in your poems Granbee, I wish in truth we could all join our cords of love and harmony… We live with hope in our hearts that love will one day encompass ALL of Man’s actions, instead of greed, and Self.. Love to you xx

    • granbee
      Jan 06, 2012 @ 18:50:05

      Good morning to you, Sue! So pleased and relieved to hear those incredibly high winds have died down there in UK. Sue, you are becoming such an expert at picking out the line I had intended to be central to the meaning of any given post of mine recently. I believe so fervently that the weakest links in each of us should be braided to the weakest links in our fellow humans to create a rope ladder on which we could all climb up together. All creatures are interconnected on this planet. We must conciously promote stronger and stronger connections amongst us. I am so blessed to know you are out there, working on these goals every day. Bless you, dear sister.

  8. zendictive
    Jan 06, 2012 @ 19:28:08

    mesmerized (~_~) wit and country charm illuminated from painted words in this trailing tale!

    • granbee
      Jan 06, 2012 @ 19:35:04

      Oh, Art, you mesmerizing wordsmith! I know there was something I had left off my Saturday shopping list: more paints with which to mark my word trails. These critters just keep eating up those breadcrumbs I was using! Seriously, thank you for your gracious feedback and continuing encouragement

  9. lscotthoughts
    Jan 07, 2012 @ 13:37:27

    Hi Rose, How are you? 🙂
    This is another enchanting, magical journey and if I pasted a favorite part, I’d re-paste your entire poem in this tiny little box! I’m now going to read Before We Bump into Camels at the Palace! xx

  10. eof737
    Jan 12, 2012 @ 05:55:45

    ”How peaceward, how lightward, how blessward good news feeting?” My favorite line. 🙂

    • granbee
      Jan 12, 2012 @ 05:57:18

      eof, Thank you so much for enjoying one of my own favorite lines in this post. Journey with us in upcoming days and weeks, okay?

  11. bardessdmdenton
    Jan 13, 2012 @ 01:39:49

    Wonderful Alice in Wonderland feel!

    And now I see how to follow your blog. So clicking that little box below…

    • granbee
      Jan 13, 2012 @ 03:57:21

      Bardess, hooray–glad to get the “following” issue resolved! And Alice in Wonderland is definitely one of my primary sources of inspiration for this series. My Muse must be doing her job!

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