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Eaton Canyon, February, 2008

by Kathleen Wilson

I saw quiet

open up its mouth
I felt the sense of sage and thyme
water was so clear it seemed to rhyme

I crossed the stream

sure zig-zag steps on wet gray stones
and in the rush and sigh
saw yesterday go by

of tangled roots some

unraveled petrified
as woven braided hair
I recognized myself there

I wove long living strands in threes

yellow blooms so seemed to sing
wild bright golden mustard there abounds
I reveled weaving in the sound

I left them there

and I walk on in memory
and sing the sunlit mountain wear
her yellow flowers in my hair

02/09/2008

Author's Note: published, February, 2008 Quill and Parchment, and Poets on Site on Earth, April, 2008

Posted on 02/09/2008
Copyright © 2017 Kathleen Wilson

Member Comments on this Poem
Posted by Gregory O'Neill on 02/09/08 at 07:25 PM

This is a wonderful, peaceful experience....so at ease with its discoveries. I love the final stanza...and the idea here: "water was so clear it seemed to rhyme:....Delighted! Thanks.

Posted by Kristina Woodhill on 02/11/08 at 03:21 AM

A marvelous walk into this canyon. I really like the stream in which you watch yesterday go by, quiet's open mouth, the tangle of roots, the yellow flowers to accompany you.

Posted by David Garner on 02/11/08 at 03:48 PM

what a meditation this is, a feeling of oneness with nature. I like the structure of this. it looks to me like an island/then a plateau--each plateau rhyming with itself. I love the majesty and contemplation and peace of this.

Posted by Shirin Swift on 02/15/08 at 12:14 PM

This is gorgeous, the patterns in this remind me of the patterns in nature - the things that recur, seasons, flowers; and the rhyme scheme too emulates the motion(s) and truncations of natural phenomena; you really do knit together perception and perceived in a unique and ever-deepening way.

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