29 July 2013

Winner's Circle

One.

Voila!!

Me On Top

of life's mountain

where heat crackles rock

and spews word splinters so

brittle and broken my perch

races me down, down ~ Hawk! Morning

Dove! Grab my two hands! Lend me your winged-

way down and Sisyphus-like I will climb ... 



Posted for Hedgewitch's  Weekend Mini-Challenge: Etheree(al) at Imaginary Garden with Real Toads.  And put in the Poets United Poetry Pantry #161.


Copyright © 2013 S.L.Chast 

11 comments:

Helen said...

This is wonderful ... the energy, the visual images!

himani rawat nayal said...

What fun read, almost like a picture...smiles

Susie Clevenger said...

I agree...there is such energy to this.. I love the call to the Hawk and Morning Dove to grab your hands!

kaykuala said...

Great to have friends along the way who may render the help if we need it when we're down. For it often goes against the trend that the rug is pulled from under one's feet when one needs it most! Great take Susan!

Hank

Brian Miller said...

smiles....def different than the others i have read, though i like...i like the hawk & dove helping you down off the mountain...and yes, ever to climb.....

Laurie Kolp said...

It sounds like congratulations are in order...?

Grace said...

I like the turn to the winged doves and climbing in the end Susan ~ Excellent use of movements: crackling, spewing,racing, etc in the form ~

Claudia said...

lending the hawks wings...that would be a wonderful thing to do...

A Cuban In London said...

I loved the energy! :-) Many thanks.

Greetings from London.

Dances With Vodka said...

I enjoyed this!

Sumana Roy said...

i like that note of perseverance..........