Hesitation at the Iris
It’s not how dusty are the feet
that move in dance when souls meet;
nor aged feathers lost from wings,
but ancient quill that softly sings
hinting of hidden magic things.
As falling leaf upon the bank
sits and rots where cities sank;
stars fly through the cosmic gate,
as drops of dew on iris wait
for one to stop and hesitate.
It’s not a song that's heard by all
for few know it's quiet call
of gentle muse or ash that's charred,
this path so long and often hard
'tis but the journey of the bard.
Debra J. Harmes-Kurth currently resides in Milton, West Virginia. Debra was owner/editor of the poetry quarterly Art With Words, and writes a weekly column on poetry for two local newspapers since July, 2004. Most recently published in the Cabell Record, Putnam Democrat, Art With Words, HeArts Desire, HerStory, New Beginnings, Mobïus, Coal a Poetry Anthology, complied by Chris Green of Marshall University, and printed by Blair Mountain Press, Porter Gulch Review, New Beginnings, HIMS, The Moon, and was the featured writer in Digging an Eclectic Poetry Anthology.
Dear Debra,
ReplyDeleteYou have always been a bright light in the writing community in addition to being a talented writer. I've only published your poem a short time ago and already you have left comments for most of the poets here. That means a lot to me and should to others too. What a blessing it is to have you here at Whispers.
Karen
Dear Debra -
ReplyDeleteI love your appreciation for just one flower towing the seasons of history for each of us. The hesitation will pause again maybe at a daffodil. So glad you are here.
love,
Kathy
Karen, thank you so much for the kind words. I am going to try to read through everything here, it's been a while since I was on a poetry site. Love the way you have things set up, you have done a wonderful job getting things started here. Now it is up to everyone to keep it going.
ReplyDeleteKathy, ahhhhhh, who know it might be a lilac? Thank you ever so much for reading.
Thank you Debra for you kind words and support. I means a lot to me.
DeleteKaren
Lovely poetry that flows with ease. Enjoyable, sensitive to the eyes - I am happy I took a moment to read you several times.
ReplyDeleteRhoda Galgiani
Debra:
ReplyDeleteWhat a beutiful and inspiring poem.
It has taken me close to Nature again
remembering the sweet scents of underbrush and
the beauty of dewdrops on flowers.
So pleased I stopped by to read and I look forward to more of your writing.
SuZ
Well-thought out poem pregnant with meaning.
ReplyDeleteThank you Andrea Dietrich for the following comment--
ReplyDeleteFor Debra: Debra, this poem is simply outstanding in every sense: imagery, brevity, rhyme and rhythm, etc. You mentioned knowing me in the comment I read from you. But I can't think where I know you from. I know several Debras. I wonder if you are using a last name now that I am not familiar with or something. In any case, hope to hear from you again sometime!
Thank you, Richard Sponaugle, for the following comment:
ReplyDeleteExcellent use of language. Very powerful and thought provoking.
Thank you, John W. (Bill) Williams, for the following comment:
ReplyDeletePaints a beautiful picture. An outstanding poem. Thanks for sharing your work and for your comments on mine.
Thank you, Barbara Siekierski,for the following comment--
ReplyDeleteTells a good story about a bard and what things happen to him or her, what the bard went through. Gives a lot of good detail.
Debra,
ReplyDeleteLike the melody of this piece. I remember you from the Art With Words days. I believe I was in your 2nd issue. (My poem was "Brilliant Star")
Your friend,
David Fox