Spine
spinal,
vertebrae
marks to be read
lines in a story
in tongues
we once knew;
thread
and threads
threadbare
woven
in movement
thro’ stilness,
alive in the noise
of silence,
flow flowing
ebb ebbing,
a corpus of whom,
of when ,of how,
of where we are,
were,will be,
remaining remembered
renewed thro’ riving
purposed writhing,
reaching a not
purposed slipping
into camouflage
in its own setting;
of a particular
space and time,
now caught,
now released,
animate intense
passively resisting
our questions,
wonder,
hope.
Wow! The sibilance in the poem make it sound so interesting to listen to, the more so with the majestic River Aire flowing by …lovely write!
Many thanks for your valued appreciation.
Innovative on so many levels! Well done, Sir!
A taut,contemplative, evocative piece.
Rich ink expressed in an innovative and splendid way.Congrats dear friend Louis.
Congratulations Louis. The poem flows smoothly and beautifully in keeping with its theme…like the river and its silent flowing. Thanks for sharing the poem and the video.
Beautiful poem to mark a scenic Location! …the bridge is indeed very beautiful and so is the river!
I want to say what has already been said by Julia Gherghei ,
A pictorial writing paying equal attention to content as well as style, evoking disparate emotions. It impresses.
The playful sounds of the words resonates with the river. The ebb and flow of words creates the river in the mind. Loved it.