Migrations In Memoriam

Autumn, we lay lines,
unfurling across alpine waters,
to flycatch a trout’s eye

Spring,
we are copper lizards
on rocks trailing
the flowered creases
of Crackenback

Autumns and summers,
we zigzag
to the summit,
always a marking of sorts –
birthdays, deaths, waiting out
open-heart surgery –
from afar

A lifetime of seasons
ago – before I left –
you said
the mountain came down
and swallowed lives,
wanted me to know
that bad things happen elsewhere
too

as if somehow that would make
me see,
stay…

Now, it’s winter –
we’re making virgin
tracks
in snow
when the eye
of a raven catches
mine,
a gelid reminder
of these invisible scars –

the ley lines
that connect this place
to your passing

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43 thoughts on “Migrations In Memoriam

  1. Superb! Threads running among threads and connected via your own looking from a distance through memory.(which I suppose is what ley lines is all about – you only see the patterns from a distance – a bit like the Inca Nazca lines as well) – love the ‘lay lines’ and ‘ley lines’ at the beginning and the end.

  2. What I love about the photograph is it could just as easily been here in Canada. We are all connected through lines of similarities and differences. I also appreciated the symmetry/mirroring of the lay-ley lines opening and closing of the poem. Well done! Now feel like composing a poem.

    • Thank you elmediat 🙂 – I like your notion of us all being connected through lines of similarities and differences. I am looking forward to spending time reading your blog – the subject matter is of great interest to me. (and look forward to your poem 😀 )

  3. Strong emotion and connection, make for lasting memories., bb, so much heart and soul in this one. Life, and what it means to live season by season.
    Savoured it. xPenx

    • Thank you, John, for your comment – this place that has particular resonance for me in terms of some of my life’s major events, so the sojourns there are always bittersweet 🙂 bb.

    • Hello Elaine – I agree It certainly is hard to find time to get away from it all – the short breaks do me well these days – recharge the batteries like a good siesta 🙂

  4. Hi bluebee – great piece! I really like the connections with ley lines and especially this paragraph

    Autumns and summers…open-heart surgery – from afar

    And the ending gives it that feeling of temporariness that suits the poem. And your photo is a great match

  5. powerful powerful poem. the theme of time passing in regret while the raven and landscape still surround us with their beauty is a classic theme, and you handle it really really well.

  6. Hi Bluebee,

    Apparently I already Liked and commented on this. A set up for a quite sad end. I still like it. Thank you for your visit and Like on my blog. It was nice to see you among the viewers/Likers today. Happy blog break!

    I hope you won’t mind if I pass you a link re: your lemon/heaven poem, since the comments are closed. Made me recall I had worked a brief piece around the same adage:
    http://elainedanforth.wordpress.com/2012/06/08/when-life-hands-you-lemons/

    Best,
    Elaine

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