“……and suddenly we heard singing!”


 

 

 

“……and suddenly we heard singing!”

 

 

 

 

 

 

And, now, dear friends and fellow travelers, we watch,we swatch,

Sturdy loving critterly folk make their rugged way o’er water and rock

Ever looking up, ever guided by the Winged Ones, in quest so splotch

With bramble and thorn and glitter and song of wind with heart to stock.

Let us now hold back and listen so still in thrill at climb up a notch

In trail under Wing and Billย shoneย next ray of Light none could mock.

 

 

“Be quietsy, ye ol’ Stumpy Woman, no snortsing of Bush Nose do make;

“For weuns do stretch heartstring to hear sweetsie note by yon lake:”

Thus did friends and critters all did rest with all steps did forsake

To listen and watch and stretch their souls out to veriest edge of calm take.

 

 

Toes whispering in the grass,

Fingers whispering the honeysuckle

Tongue whispering in the ice,

Lips whispering in the search.

 

 

Windy sun chasing joy;

Tossing branches weaving birds.

Purple perfume smoothing steps;

Dewdropping grasses washing minds.

 

 

Chirping birds, chipping old stump.

Rustling grasses, flaking old skin.

Floating petals, drying bloom edges.

 

 

“The least, the least!” cried Old Crow.

“Ne’er forget the least,” scraped Grasshopper.

She pondered, “All these berries be enough?”

 

 

And so did friends find battered Lil Child

‘neath a poking bramble, near to fainting

And so did friends lift up bleeding Lil Child

bringing saved one to healing juice in painting.

 

 

 

 

 

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40 Comments (+add yours?)

  1. totsymae1011
    Apr 19, 2012 @ 01:47:37

    Love that ‘Toes whispering in the grass” (reminds of a barefoot summer in the country) and this Stumpy Woman character.

    • granbee
      Apr 19, 2012 @ 01:50:59

      Tots, so pleased you enjoyed the toes in the grass, just like those childhood summers out in the country! You know, this Stumpy Woman character is growing on me, as well! (Not to imply that I am getting any nosierโ€”oh no, no, no!)

      • totsymae1011
        Apr 19, 2012 @ 02:12:16

        And maybe her sister is Grumpy Woman who stubbed her bare toe
        Then, she cried, “Oh, no!”
        Stumpy Woman asked ole Grumpy Woman, “What on earth’s wrong with you?”
        To which the reply was, “Doggone it, if I’d have at least worn my left shoe,”

        Of course, you’re better at the biblical tales than I. I’m just being silly on this otherwise dull evening. ๐Ÿ™‚

        • granbee
          Apr 19, 2012 @ 02:29:14

          Tots, no place or time where you are could ever be called “dull”! Love your ditty here–I think you must have gotten the word about my one-shoed maternal grandmother from one of your guardian angels! Such toe-stumping as Mississippi has never witnessed before or since!

  2. Sue Dreamwalker
    Apr 19, 2012 @ 02:15:43

    Granbee I so wish people could read this in colour, because I have walked by the Lake through the whispering grass with Purple perfumed berries and honeysuckle, seeing floating petals and hearing the chorus of Bird song.. And suddenly the dewdrop grasses which washed my mind set me to Sing my own praises.. For we should all listen to the souls who need healing and All are worthy of our love.. Wishing you Granbee another Sun Filled Day of delights, even though its evening hear and we have had nothing but torrential rain.. Rain which ALL of the UK is in need of at the moment.. Rain showers us with its blessings… Just as you have done with your words Granbee.. Love and Light to you my wonderful inspiring friend.. ~Sue

    • granbee
      Apr 19, 2012 @ 02:27:27

      Sue, each reader such as yourself fills these posts with color, so much color! This IS a method to my madness, you know! So lovely for you to share the word images you entertained while reading this post. So very pleased you UK folks are getting those showers of blessing–for real! Love and light and a lot of drumbeats back at you, Sue!

  3. willowdot21
    Apr 19, 2012 @ 02:51:14

    Gently, softly , quietly, ssshly, hushly dibbsy dabbsey old stump woman whispered as through teary eyed sobs she lullabyed the lil blooded child. Singly singly gentle now all ye critters and unfolksey crawed Old Crow we feed and water and clothe this littlely gift as we been given. They all sat and prayed the light would find and save littlely child and bring her safe to the dawn! xxxxxxxxx

  4. Terra Newsome
    Apr 19, 2012 @ 07:27:35

    How you amaze me! I am just imagining myself as you tell this story. It’s as if I can feel my toes through the grass and the smell of purple perfume! ( I automatically thought of lavender. Lol ) I can go on and on but it’s just a wondeful feeling when someone can make me smile to the point where my cheeks are up by my eyeballs!

    Thanks granbee! Love ya sister, indeed!

    • granbee
      Apr 19, 2012 @ 22:22:07

      Terra, WOW! I am so excited you immersed yourself so deeply into this post! Yes, I do work to get all the senses involved here–so pleased it succeeded with you. I love your blog, as well, Sister Terra!

  5. journeyintopoetry
    Apr 19, 2012 @ 17:56:09

    “Purple perfume smoothing steps;
    dewdropping grasses washing minds”

    These are two of the most beautiful lines of poetry granbee!!! I love them! ๐Ÿ™‚

    Much love to you

    Christine and four-legged friendly friend

    xxxx

    • granbee
      Apr 19, 2012 @ 22:23:34

      Yes, Christine and Jack: I wanted to include the encouraging and refreshing aspects of nature that often surround us on our spiritual quests. So very pleased you, particularly, enjoyed these two lines. Hugs to you both!

  6. Julie Catherine
    Apr 19, 2012 @ 21:56:05

    “Toes whispering in the grass, Fingers whispering the honeysuckle, Tongue whispering in the ice, Lips whispering in the search.” – wow Granbee, I love this verse! Beautiful visuals, and also the purple perfume … mmm, makes me think of lilacs …. ๐Ÿ™‚

    By the way, you have today and tomorrow left to enter a poem in my contest, if you still want to – just a friendly nudge ๐Ÿ™‚

    ~ Julie xoxox

    • granbee
      Apr 19, 2012 @ 22:25:34

      Juliecath, I am so busy–I DO appreciate the friendly nudge. I was actually composing what I want to enter in your wordshisperer competition as I walked to my computer office this morning. I will be filing in the comments section of that post of yours later this afternoon, as I will finalize the entry over lunch. So very pleased you enjoyed this little bit of refreshment for our critterly friends on our journey.

  7. Angela
    Apr 19, 2012 @ 23:16:03

    These two Stanzas are glorious, Rose:

    “Toes whispering in the grass,
    Fingers whispering the honeysuckle
    Tongue whispering in the ice,
    Lips whispering in the search.

    Windy sun chasing joy;
    Tossing branches weaving birds.
    Purple perfume smoothing steps;
    Dewdropping grasses washing minds.

    I love the words and phrasing you use, I just had to read them over again! Gorgeous!

    • granbee
      Apr 19, 2012 @ 23:20:49

      Angela, these were taken from micropoems I originally sent on Twitter. I felt then, and feel stronger now, that they would make good descriptions of some of the refreshing and encouraging scenery through which our critterly friends pass from time to time! So pleased you enjoyed these two enough to read more than once! Hooray!

      • Angela
        Apr 19, 2012 @ 23:24:26

        They would, Rose. I love how your poetry uses words to surprise… each time I read one word connected to another in a surprising way it shifts my perception and makes me go “ooo” ๐Ÿ™‚

        • granbee
          Apr 20, 2012 @ 22:46:11

          Angela, how wonderfully you encourage me by saying my word combinations shift your perceptions–that is PRECISELY what I want to do with every reader all around the world–change assumptions and perceptives to promote connections for peace and cooperation!

  8. christyb
    Apr 19, 2012 @ 23:54:08

    Excellent descriptions granbee! “Windy sun chasing joy” is my fave part ๐Ÿ™‚

    • granbee
      Apr 20, 2012 @ 22:47:16

      So glad you enjoyed the wind chasing the sun, Christyb! Always pleased to have you join us here with your helpful feedback!

  9. lscotthoughts
    Apr 20, 2012 @ 05:44:14

    Rose, this is just wonderful as ever and when I read these two verses below, I just sighed…such beautiful imagery and writing! ๐Ÿ™‚

    Toes whispering in the grass,
    Fingers whispering the honeysuckle
    Tongue whispering in the ice,
    Lips whispering in the search.

    Windy sun chasing joy;
    Tossing branches weaving birds.
    Purple perfume smoothing steps;
    Dewdropping grasses washing minds.

  10. Betty Hayes Albright
    Apr 21, 2012 @ 06:18:38

    Granbee, I enjoyed all your imagery in this, especially those verses beginning with: “Toes whispering in the grass,” – all very lovely, and always towards the Light. ๐Ÿ™‚
    Sorry I’m so far behind in blog reading – will try to get back here and read more that I’ve missed.

    • granbee
      Apr 21, 2012 @ 22:21:20

      Betty, I must admit: I HAVE been missing you! I respect your professionalism as a “seasoned” (ha!) poet so very much. So pleased you enjoyed the whispering toes–my own toes and the toes of little creatures have always talked to me in the spring–sometimes telling of sweet wild strawberries underneath! Yes, all toes need to point ever towards the Light! Hope you will drop into my next post, a reblog, and vote on which light form you think would be most helpful to our journeying creatures.

  11. worshipandswag
    Apr 21, 2012 @ 10:57:48

    Omg I love the ending! “Lips whispering in the search.” Wow…amazing imagery…wow! I duff my hat ๐Ÿ™‚

    • granbee
      Apr 21, 2012 @ 22:23:01

      Oh, dearest Margaret (finally got your name right from twitter!), I am so very humbly appreciative of your encouraging comments here. You know, our lips do whisper back to our souls as we continue to search and quest, do they not?

  12. eof737
    Apr 22, 2012 @ 13:17:17

    I can hear the heavenly choirs singing along… ๐Ÿ™‚

  13. bardessdmdenton
    Apr 24, 2012 @ 23:46:42

    Loved this line, Rose,,,’To listen and watch and stretch their souls out to veriest edge of calm take.’ What a wonderful thought…of stretching the soul…to the full of its potential for love…

    And this section is so exquisite! I could just read again and again!

    ‘Toes whispering in the grass,
    Fingers whispering the honeysuckle
    Tongue whispering in the ice,
    Lips whispering in the search.

    Windy sun chasing joy;
    Tossing branches weaving birds.
    Purple perfume smoothing steps;
    Dewdropping grasses washing minds.

    Chirping birds, chipping old stump.
    Rustling grasses, flaking old skin.
    Floating petals, drying bloom edges.’

    Also, I wanted you to know that I did visit the re-posts you had here the week before last and enjoyed them and was inspired by them immensely. Time just got away from me to be able to comment on all. Thank you so sharing all you do!

    • granbee
      Apr 25, 2012 @ 01:11:04

      Diane, several of my blogging friends, like you, have especially loved these “natural setting” sections. I originally tweeted them as micropoems. We poets do like the natural world and love to celebrate it. So many lessons to learn from nature, as well. But we must remember that critters and unfolk and friends are moving through these settings and do not always think about and react in ways we are normally comfortable with thinking about.

  14. becca givens
    Apr 25, 2012 @ 12:53:47

    Oh granbee — this is so delightful. Calling to me is:
    Windy sun chasing joy;
    Tossing branches weaving birds.
    Purple perfume smoothing steps;
    Dewdropping grasses washing minds.

    Thank you for sharing your gift of tales and words. ๐Ÿ˜€

    • granbee
      Apr 26, 2012 @ 02:21:35

      Becca, I am trying to expand the readers’ views in following our critters on their quest to include the surrounding scenery as a means to set secondary and tertiary “tones” for these narrative poems. In the final manuscript for this first book in the series, there will be many more of these “tone” setting descriptions, not all as reassuring and comfortable as these are in this post! So glad you enjoyed the “tones” in these descriptions of surrounding natural items and the critters interaction with them.

  15. writinggomer
    Apr 26, 2012 @ 08:52:23

    Great visuals here granbee! You are a poetic wordsmith. ๐Ÿ™‚

  16. cottonbombs
    Apr 30, 2012 @ 12:10:45

    Rose! You weave nature’s beauty and healing powers beautifully into this. This world was made with the best of intentions. We should treat it the same.

    • granbee
      Apr 30, 2012 @ 23:49:49

      Thank you so very much for your compliments about my word weaving. I will gradually start interjecting more and more of these sidescenes to our journey in future weeks.

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