Stone to Flesh
Gather the darkness in these chambers,
flowing from one to the next.
Banish it. Winter has lived here too long.
Be my salvation. Know these walls were
not always stone. They have moved
with each beat, known the fire of love.
Ear to my chest, you will hear
the surge you bring, stampeding horses
rushing to meet you, greet you.
As moon goes from crescent to full,
so will these chambers, your touch
bringing them from stone to loving flesh.
The Sunday Writing Prompt at Mindlovemisery’s Menagerie, from Pat (wildchild47), is to find inspiration in “The Blind Leading the Blind,” by Lisel Meuller.
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An absolutely amazing poem. It fascinates with me. I am no good at commenting on poetry really, but I know how it makes me feel. And with this one, I can say yes, I understand, and love the beauty of the language..
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Thank you!
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A love poem full of passion–enough to turn stone to flesh. Beautiful, Ken.
(I liked the word play of chambers–as in heart but also stone walls.)
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Thank you, Merril. Ain’t words fun!
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Yes, they are! 🙂
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this is beautiful and sacred ” thank you
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😀 Merci!
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an interesting exploration and interpretation of the prompt Ken! I like how you’ve taken the direction of what once wasn’t stone and the voice asks for the touch to revive it, to breathe it back to life – to able to love again …. and very subtly done (i.e. use of “motion/energy” – horses etc. without directly stating it)…
thanks for writing to the Sunday prompt this week ….
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Thank you. It was an intriguing challenge.
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Romance on the rebound? That’s just a tad of what this reminds me of –
The willingness to be pulled from a dungeons depth and allow blood/ love to flow.
Well done!
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Thank you.
Some rebounds take longer than others.
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Not so much now, but occasionally I think of my first kiss….
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A beautiful passionate poem Ken.
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Thank you, Linda. 🙂
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This is beautifully written.
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Thank you.
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You are welcome.
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Oh, WOW – quite sensory and intriguing. Passion and patience playing tug-a-war?
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Thank you, Jazz. I surprised myself with this one.
Yes, patience finally paying off.
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