Living Truth

For The Sunday Whirl poetry prompt: Wordle #186
http://sundaywhirl.wordpress.com/

shine, mud, fervor, birds, thorns, owl,
night, crossroads, crocus, rose, thread, suicide

Heading Home Digital Painting by Elizabeth Crawford

Heading Home
Digital Painting
by
Elizabeth Crawford

Living Truth

Old truth can become tarnished
with mud through age and ritual.
Become owl perched in a tree
at a crossroads, a nightly suicide bomber
fervently seeking any small movement.

Truth may shine like sunlight on early
crocus breaking through dirty Spring
snow, or become thorns on rose stem,
pricking sting to any finger, bloodying
that one who embraces it.

Truth is a chosen path through life,
and like these thin threads of bird
and blossom, it must always be
a living, breathing thing.

Elizabeth Crawford  11/9/14

Notes: The word crossroads always puts me in mind of Don McLean’s song of the same title, so went and listened to it:

This is a result of that listening and the word list itself. The individual who introduced me to the song, and taught me much about truth, reached out and contacted me yesterday after months of silence. Life is good. The image is one of my first digital paintings and the same individual helped me complete it.

 

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About 1sojournal

Loves words and language. Dances on paper to her own inner music. Loves to share and keeps several blogs to facilitate that. They can be found here: http://1sojournal.wordpress.com/ https://soulsmusic.wordpress.com/ http://claudetteellinger.wordpress.com/
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13 Responses to Living Truth

  1. Jae Rose says:

    Gosh – what a song..I’ve not heard it before…lately I’ve felt that no matter what you choose you end up in the place you were always going to…i always thought it predeterminism…but maybe it is truth…being true to yourself particularly..that’s living and breathing..peaceful Sunday to you Elizabeth

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  2. roselemort says:

    A nice poem filled with truth.
    I always liked Don McLean too.
    http://poetryofthenetherworld.blogspot.com/2014/11/kill-yourself.html

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  3. Jae Rose says:

    PS – also what a poem 😉

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  4. magicalmysticalteacher says:

    “Truth is a chosen path”—what a powerful thought! Unfortunately, untruth is also a chosen path, and there are many in the world who choose that way instead.

    Suicide Note

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  5. Such wisdom you show in this poem. Yes, truth is a living, breathing thing.

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  6. rosross says:

    It does sing like a song your poem.

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  7. Misky says:

    Truth is living path …. nicely done, Elizabeth.

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  8. roselemort says:

    Sometimes the truth hurts like hell. But in the end, knowing it is better.
    Beautiful poem and picture!
    Thanks for your comment on my poem at poetryofthenetherworld.blogspot.com

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  9. oldegg says:

    What a beautiful inspiring poem so well supported by Don McLean’s Crossroads.

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  10. Cathy says:

    Wonderful read. I was the one who pick out crossroads and I was thinking of the Eric Clapton song.

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  11. peach blossom moth says:

    Oh, I like this image:
    “a nightly suicide bomber
    fervently seeking any small movement”

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  12. Sherry Marr says:

    Oh it is good when someone connects after a long silence. Yay! Love this poem of truth, especially the closing stanza. Beautiful work, kiddo!

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  13. Pamela says:

    Beautiful work, my friend. I hope all is well with you.

    Love,
    Pamela ox

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