Thursday, November 21, 2013

Earthling




I am an earthling:
feet in the mud
eyes on the clouds
head full of stars,
my heart held hostage
by the mountaintop's rosy hue at 4:15
just after the sun sinks low behind the hills.

I am an earthling:
I seek out water in its many forms,
from creek to river,
great lakes that mirror the unfolding skies,
my heart  pulled at
by the moon
and all the ocean tides.

I am your earthling, Gaia:
hold me on your mossy verdant lap,
fold me with branches,
toss me in your playful windrifts,
fill my heart with wildwood peace
and the morning canticle 
of one thousand wildbirds, singing.

And I will sleep tonight,
in my dreams, their voices, ringing.


37 comments:

  1. very nice....i like the seeking out of water....so true....while the earth is our home i wonder how many truly feel that connection....

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  2. You were really inspired with this poem, Sherry. Love it when a poem comes out of nowhere like this...I bet it almost wrote itself. I like the last long stanza, as it gives me a beautiful feeling of peace and warmth! A gem.

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  3. Hey earthling, you seem to have gone extra-terrestrial for this one. :-)

    I really like the flow you have:
    "from creek to river
    great lakes that mirror"

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  4. love this view of Mother Earth in all her splendor and your strong bond with her.....yet i hear a weary voice who is seeking , craving a refuge in her warm bosom ...... such a deep flow..lovely.

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  5. this seems to fit into dVerse's "ode" prompt Sherry - an ode to being an earthling, and to this earth.

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  6. "fill my heart with wildwood peace
    and the morning canticle
    of one thousand wildbirds, singing."

    Oh, that's lovely!

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  7. Plain and simple, this is a wonderful poem!!!

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  8. This is lovely Sherry. I marvel at your ability to write something so beautiful and powerful and it seems so effortless. Like the words already are entwined when they enter your mind. I envy that.

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  9. This is a beautiful poem, Sherry! I enjoyed seeing the natural beauties around you through your words. "the mountaintop's rosy hue" and "great lakes that mirror the unfolding skies" are my favorite lines.

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  10. How sensual! I'd love to be embraced by nature in such a lovely manner.

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  11. A lovely poem. Beautiful flow and a very splendid read. :-)
    -HA

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  12. ....ah, this familiar feeling of communion with all the greeneries and more and more.... very beautiful, Sherry... smiles...

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  13. You may be on the earth but your writing flies.

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  14. such a resonant piece.I especially like the idea of a heart held hostage by the sights and sounds of nature.

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  15. Beautiful. Amazing the way you connect with nature through your poetry. Cheers to the beautiful world. :)

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  16. amazing, beautiful. as always, loved the nature through your poetry and the connection you feel.

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  17. Beautiful! "toss me in your playful windrifts,
    fill my heart with wildwood peace
    and the morning canticle
    of one thousand wildbirds, singing."
    I love that

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  18. What a magical poem...so lovely!

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  19. what a lovely poem! i had the sun's rosy hue over here but it's over rooftops. :)
    enjoyed the read.

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  20. Good grief woman! I am a snowflake heading your way :-)
    ZQ

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  21. oh how beautiful, Sherry, the pure poetry of this - I especially love the third stanza & echo that prayer, heartfelt

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  22. Sounds like prayer...so wonderful to feel Gaia pulse, to breath with...~ Much Love, Sherry!

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  23. Wonderful piece Sherry... love the thoughts of what define you as an earthling..

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  24. Beautiful, beautiful prayer Sherry--takes my breath away and settles me in peace

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  25. Great piece, love the repetition of I am an earthling and I especially loved the seeking out water stanza.

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  26. I love this especially your direct plea to Gaia to recognize you as earthling, not alien or human, as part of her. I have a poem in the voice of Gaea condemning humankind--breaking up with us--because we have refused to become one with her. Yours is much kinder and less cynical, while making a similar point.

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  27. Gorgeous, Sherry. At one with nature ... beautiful imagery :)

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  28. This is your "I Am Your Child," an old song. You really live what you write, Sherry. The idea of hearing that birdsong in your dreams fills me with hope. Sorry I've been absent, but I think I'm back now... Love, Amy

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  29. Sherry,
    Your writing offers such a placid place of refuge, respect, and at peace with nature. The simple things that influence and sustain our lives too...
    The birdsong just adds the final stroke of majesty to your painted words...
    Have a great week Sherry,
    Eileen:)

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  30. I can feel you and your spirit in this one, Sherry. Can see you sitting in Gaia's lap.

    Elizabeth

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  31. Keeping the heart at peace with sweet bird calls can surely get one a peaceful night's sleep. Wonderful write Sherry!

    Hank

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  32. This so lovely. The nature invites us, entices us...makes us dream and brings us peace...ah to be one with nature!!

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  33. I love this! I love how you have connected us with the earth and with nature. I am one who believes that we humans do not stand above but stand beside

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