Mortal

before you break

will there be a sound of

ice crack

a forewarning, frail fissuring

like the sonorous peals

of the frozen rivers of spring

startling the industry

of nest builders

to open mouths

of tumbling twigs

.

and when I bleed

shall it be the slow seep

brown

from leaf detritus

autumn pavement stains

individual patterns indiscernible

washed to gutters

of memory

.

every season shall have

its sensations

the crack, rot and seep

we mortals parallel

20 thoughts on “Mortal”

  1. Hi dear Diana, the beginning of your poem is quite foreboding,
    “before you break
    will there be a sound of
    ice crack”
    And a sense the season was a tough one, and then your finale stanza simply started the reality of life, that we are mere mortals.
    “every season shall have
    its sensations
    the crack, rot and seep
    we mortals parallel” …. I hope all is ok for you at the moment….xxx

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    1. Dear Ivor, you are right…any time away from writing is indeed a sign of real world distractions and challenges. A health scare with a dear friend rocked my world this year; my father’s ailing health …. that unwelcome yet inevitable frailty. And through it all, I have heightened appreciation for every day. I have never loved waking up more ….. everyday. Rain or shine. Work or play….
      Thanks for dropping by …. how are you doing dear Aussie 💕

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      1. I’m going ok, and yes I appreciate waking up each day. Indeed we are frail creatures, and life is not ageless any more…. Yeah, but I’m still here an writing🌏💙

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      2. Im glad to hear you are ok and writing always. As the days shorten, winters burden will become a blessing as I reconnect with my favourite folk like you Ivor! 🙏🏻😌

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      3. We are supposed to be heading into summer, but its been a terrible November so far, and I’ve actually got my heater on today, unheard of, for this time of the year… but it’s sure to warm up soon….. Lovely to hear from you Diana….I’ll send you this song… I know you’ll like…. on this his anniversary week….

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      4. That’s one of the most moving video/song moments …. how incredible! And Leonard’s haunting mastery xxx wow Ivor. Loved it ❤️

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    1. Oh sweet lady, I’d never left for good …. just temporary leave of absence, a little travel abroad but mostly travelling from thought to thought. There was never a dull moment this summer… beautiful highs and the excruciating cancer diagnosis (close friend). She will conquer, but the journey …. hard….
      So bow, as the days grow shorter I feel subtle creative urges awakening…..how splendid it is to talk with you again 💕🙏🏻

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  2. Though I hope to be remembered fondly by my loved ones, I am oddly comforted (enticed even) by “individual patterns indiscernible” … the thought that I ultimately lose my distinct edges melding into the larger all. This calls as peace …

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    1. Hey Jazz, I can’t begin to tell you how much I love your comment and thoughts therein …. I too am comforted by the unity of souls blended …. an energy fused into infinity 🙏🏻❤️

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  3. I was expecting something as beautifully piquant as this, any one of these days when the beloved Armadillo found it in her to wander back to blogging.
    My dearest friend, this moved me deeply. I have been worried and anxious about you with everything that you’ve been going through these past months, a whole year actually – but I’m glad you found a release, (however momentary it may be) in these metaphorically mesmerising verses.
    Know that it does not matter what recedes to the ‘gutters of memories’ – what truly is yours are the lotuses that grow therein.
    With love 😘

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    1. Oh heavens, that last paragraph has me spellbound! I can see the unexpected lotuses, vainly trying to set root and defying expectation in the warmth of your praise. Dear Ishu, your eternal support is cherished – thank you sunshine ❤

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    1. Well hello Renee! So lovely to receive your warm words …. thank you from the heart. I am well, healthy and full of gratitude every day, for so many things. Off to take a peek at Turtle flight….xo

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  4. It’s a pleasure to read your poems. It’s been a while for me here, and your poem greets my wall. Hope you are fine, and wish you and your family a great health.

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  5. Oh goodness, how good is this writing of yours?? I am left with the warning and foreboding sound of that ice cracking, autumnal blood on the pavement, and a heart wrenching reminder of mortality. I felt this season you write of…. a firm tug at my heart strings.
    “before you break
    will there be a sound of
    ice crack
    a forewarning”
    Poetic perfection there… and are there signs like these? I don’t know what to wish for.

    Beautiful, Diana.

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