Singular Moment

Afterglow by Elizabeth Crawford

bloom joy flex overcome moon reflect
loon tense wrinkle time present face

For the Sunday Whirl: wordle #473
https://sundaywhirl.wordpress.com/

In this present but tense
wrinkle of time,
bloom of moon’s reflection
overcomes face of dark waters,
and call of a single loon
brings a flex of joy
in knowing I

am not alone.

Elizabeth Crawford 9/13/2020

Note: I’ve been away far too long, but when I saw this list of words they immediately began to dance, daring me to join them. Image is a digital painting done several years ago.

 

To Begin Again

How do you come back
from a silence
that has lasted
far too long?

A lack of will
stilled by a stillness
that lacks any and all
boundaries?

A gaping hole
in a wall of stone
that has been both
guardian and friend

for seemingly centuries.

Perhaps there is no
coming back.
Just a moment
of knowing, it is time

To begin, again.

Elizabeth Crawford  7/27/2020

Note: I recently was asked by another writer if I would teach them about writing poetry. Said yes, but then had to stop and think about the fact that I haven’t been writing any poetry for a while. So came here and went to my media file hoping for inspiration. The image is a photo taken many years ago at a favorite park, here in Wisconsin. The park is called “Natural Bridge State Park”. The image seemed to pull words immediately, so I followed.

Rebirth

card 3, Gallery 2

At her current age,
strongly resists the mere
idea of rebirth.

Both thoughts
and feelings whirl
in wind of confusion.

Twirling themselves
into tightening knots
of not possible.

But finally slow
to knit themselves
into soft warm shawl

that falls like gentle sunrise
to drape her still
quivering shoulders.

Elizabeth Crawford 5/21/2020

Notes: Image is from the Soul Cards, created by Deborah Koff-Chapin.
Her site may be found here: https://touchdrawing.com/

 

 

 

Between

Yes, she knows
of the head and heart,
how far apart the distance
sometimes can be
between them.

But, also knows
that when they agree,
her very soul sings
with the harmony to be found
between them.

Elizabeth Crawford 5/20/2020

Notes: Image is from the Soul Cards, created by Deborah Koff-Chapin.
Her site may be found here: https://touchdrawing.com/

 

Confusion

Card 117, Gallery 2

But now, time has slowed.
Moments drag feet,
like reluctant children
caught in a maze
of Math equations.

Thoughts sometimes feel
like a ponderous turtle
lost in deep pool
of slow-moving quicksand,
lacking any sure footing.

While she looks around
wondering how, and when,
life became a frame
of unknown hands
constantly pulling

in opposing directions.

Elizabeth Crawford 5/19/2020

Notes: Image is from the Soul Cards, created by Deborah Koff-Chapin.
Her site may be found here: https://touchdrawing.com/

Wrote this earlier this morning. In the midst of muddied confusion. Then went to Facebook, where a new friend sent me a message. I responded and we talked. I told her what I thought about what was happening to her. In the course of that conversation I found a renewed sense of who and what I am. It was like a huge Snap! of recognition. The Soul Journey continues until that last breath. We may get confused at times and begin to wonder what its all about, but the clarification will come.

 

Colors and Lines

Card 93, Gallery 2

She remembers a time, without time,
when her world was made of words
and color, lines and curves
like stars that lightened whatever
darkness might occur.

A time when her mind and heart
were filled with the wonder
of just being. Of breathing
that became years that passed
like swift moments, yet now filled
her with deep gratitude.

Felt in her soul that sang
a song of deepest
satisfaction.

Elizabeth Crawford  5/18/2020

Notes: Image is from the Soul Cards, created by Deborah Koff-Chapin.
Her site may be found here: https://touchdrawing.com/

 

Word Freedom

Card 83, Gallery 2

For The Sunday Whirl #456
distance, kill, loser, droplets, breathe, see,
meet, liberty, dance, shy, die, ignorant

Word Freedom

Shy words dance like droplets of rain
searching to meet rich dark soil, in distance.

Knowing only that they will die in mouth
of the ignorant. Killed by a loser’s breath.

Seeking instead that one who knows freedom, has breathed
in the reality of liberty and it’s responsibility.

Elizabeth Crawford 5/17/2020

Notes: Image is from the Soul Cards, created by Deborah Koff-Chapin.
Her site may be found here: https://touchdrawing.com/

It’s been a while since I’ve been here. Saw the early words on Facebook,
and they promptly started whispering in my ear. Love it when that happens.

 

Dance With Words

For years now
she has danced
with the words.
Let them lead her
into worlds of music,
nature, and wild things.

They have nurtured her soul,
allowing a wholeness
she never dreamed
could even be
possible.

Feeding both head
and heart,
so they no longer
stand far apart,
one from the other.

But, hold hands
with a firmness of meaning,
bringing comfort and light
to a world
in constant search
of just such things.

Elizabeth Crawford 5/17/2020

Notes: Image is from the Soul Cards, created by Deborah Koff-Chapin.
Her site may be found here: https://touchdrawing.com/

 

Finding Home

Card 118, Gallery 2

Recalls that night
alone again, she reached out
to the star filled darkness,
asking how one alone
might possibly find
home.

How the stars
seemed to brighten,
lighting dark sky
with small twinkles
of moving brightness.

Something unseen gently
tapping her chest,
and an even softer voice
that whispered,
“Here, look here,
within.”

Elizabeth Crawford 5/16/2020

Notes: Image is from the Soul Cards, created by Deborah Koff-Chapin.
Her site may be found here: https://touchdrawing.com/

 

Becoming

card 85, Gallery 2,

She looks back. Can still see
that shy, frightened girl
standing half-hidden
at the entrance
to shadowy cave
of existence.

All her fears a burden
she carries within, whispers,
unnamed but never
truly silent.

How could she speak
when she has been
repeatedly told that her words
have no value, let alone
substance?

Yet, slowly, one small step
at a time, she dares
to come forward.
Into the light
and music only
she can hear.

Gulping air she learns
how to dance with words
her only partner.
Finally giving birth
to that one she hadn’t known
she was always
meant to be.

Elizabeth Crawford 5/15/2020

Notes: Image is from the Soul Cards, created by Deborah Koff-Chapin.
Her site may be found here: https://touchdrawing.com/