Otherwordly

A Poem By Mary // 5/31/2011

They call it 'otherworldly'--

the nectar-colored sky

behind the blackened front

of the approaching summer storm...

the sunlight and the rain that come at once,

dripping gold...

the sighing of the wind among

the youngest of the trees...

the stirring of the lake

beneath the water lilies...

'Otherworldly'.

I laugh at them--

at the narrow minds

that speak of other worlds but cannot grasp

the wonders of their own,

who cannot fathom sun and rain at once...

or a nectar-colored sky.

 

Comments

I love this, Mary.

I love this, Mary.

Kyleigh | Wed, 06/01/2011

I love it!

 Lovely... very beautiful :)

Laura Elizabeth | Wed, 06/01/2011

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The best stories are those that are focused, unassuming, and self-confident enough to trust the reader to figure things out. --

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Thanks!

Mary | Wed, 06/01/2011

~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*
Brother: Your character should drive a motorcycle.
Me: He can't. He's in the wilderness.
Brother: Then make it a four-wheel-drive motorcycle!

True! A better word may be C.

True! A better word may be C. S. Lewis's "Otherness." 

Anna | Thu, 06/02/2011

I have hated the words and I have loved them, and I hope I have made them right. --The Book Thief

.......

Beautiful, Mary... this was really well done....

Elizabeth | Fri, 06/03/2011

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The Holy Spirit is the quiet guest of our soul." -St. Augustine

Really beautiful :)

Really beautiful :)

Erin | Sat, 06/04/2011

"You were not meant to fit into a shallow box built by someone else." -J. Raymond

 such evocative imagery! Love

 such evocative imagery! Love it

Sarah | Tue, 06/07/2011

"Sometimes even to live is courage."
-Seneca

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Wow Mary. If I could sit and

Wow Mary. If I could sit and come up with such cool poetic discriptions...they still wouldn't make me shiver when I read them.

Kay J Fields | Wed, 06/08/2011

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LOL

Actually, KJ, I didn't really think a whole lot about this one as I wrote it. It was while I was living with my grandma, and looked out the window one day to see a 'nectar colored sky' behind a black storm front. And this just sort of followed as a result. I wrote a lot of good poetry while I was taking care of her, actually... that may be something to think about.

Anyway, glad you enjoyed it. And thanks, everybody, for all the compliments!

Mary | Wed, 06/08/2011

~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*
Brother: Your character should drive a motorcycle.
Me: He can't. He's in the wilderness.
Brother: Then make it a four-wheel-drive motorcycle!

 I just read this again a few

 I just read this again a few months after I read it the first time...and nothing I could say would actually do this justice. It is an amazing poem; the lines get perpetually stuck in my head and give me such a wonderful imagination of what this might look like. 

Sarah | Thu, 10/20/2011

"Sometimes even to live is courage."
-Seneca

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