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Thursday, October 1, 2015

Wind Drop of Crows


Roraima ~ Carlos Garcia/Reuters


A voice travels as far as
the clutter it leaves
in the womb of pristine.

Conquest is a spiked brag
scarring the mountain face
while ancient spirits grieve.

Sacred has no value in silver coins
so greed steals the wind to drop
crows into the gods’ eyes.

In the cavern between earth
and where stars die prayers climb
incense curls to plead for solitude’s return.

©Susie Clevenger 2015


Process Notes: Hannah over at Real Toads introduced us to the beautiful Mount Roraima, Venezuela/Brazil/Guyana. I did a little research and found where tourists are damaging the ecosystem of the mountain


8 comments :

Mama Zen said...

This is really beautiful, Susie.

Hannah said...

Oh, dear...I dislike greatly that the tourists are causing damage. :(

I love this, " greed steals the wind to drop/crows into the gods’ eyes."

Poignant.

Thank you so much for joining, Susie.

Sherry Blue Sky said...

Susie, your writing is stellar....breathtaking. I resonated with the same lines as Hannah.....truly beautiful work. The human footprint is too heavy - everywhere.

brudberg said...

The thought that you can conquest a mountain, with a language that make me think of rape is excellent here.. Though it I guess it is small damage compared to what a mining company could do..

Gillena Cox said...

"Conquest is a spiked brag "
luv this line immensely, yes; very naturally there is the pride of footsteps, yet humility can succeed greed and ravages

much love...

Isadora Gruye said...

Fantastic work of setting a tone of reflection in this work. Your word choice here is top notch and not a word loose or unneeded. Well done and viva la

Kerry O'Connor said...

This is just amazing, Susie. You had me at the title and every line thereafter.

yer Uncle said...

I love the way you put the words you chose together . Looking forward to a little more reading . Thank you

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