Poem-Hunting in Far-Away Lands

In search of a poem, a line to
Form those more-perfect words that
I can just barely find on
Hillsides in the sun and
A tall, lone tree that stands there
By itself, glimmering…

Like those words I come back to on
Distant days in far
Flung lands where I walk under a
Bridge and smell sweet
Roasting chestnuts in a July
Christmas market. Toys and gifts.

That perfect metaphor, or
A quiet line that spills through to
Bright days in a desert. Such red
Soil, like the blood of
Ancients. Seeping and becoming one
With a pale blue sky that I

Reach and reach off to but
Cannot grasp. It is

Too far away so I
Stay here and think of
That little cryptic word
Wriggling around in

The sinews of a time
In winter gardens and the
Bright blue of deep songs
In dark distant and still
Summer skies.

15 thoughts on “Poem-Hunting in Far-Away Lands

  1. Sherry Blue Sky August 14, 2016 / 5:47 pm

    Such breathtaking imagery in this poem, Matthew. I most love the lone tree, standing by itself, glimmering……..the blood of ancients……..and the bright blue of deep songs in dark distant and still summer skies. Very very beautiful!

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  2. patchouli moonflower August 14, 2016 / 6:01 pm

    I love this section:

    “It is

    Too far away so I
    Stay here and think of
    That little cryptic word
    Wriggling around in

    The sinews”

    Also, I’m always a fan of him/her
    in this form:
    “A tall, lone tree that stands there
    By itself, glimmering”

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  3. julian August 14, 2016 / 6:43 pm

    I enjoyed the whole poem, however in paticular the 3rd stanza. A fine piece of writing Matthew.

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  4. Mary August 14, 2016 / 6:45 pm

    Oh, I can definitely identify with the idea of being in search of a poem. I spend a lot of energy doing this. (Smiles.) “The perfect metaphor” most often eludes me! Sigh. Enjoyed this reflection, Matthew.

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  5. jae rose August 14, 2016 / 7:00 pm

    How far our imaginations can take us – I think that’s one of the wonders of exploring the world in words..it’s an adventure..chasing down cryptic critters..lolling in peace..raging in turmoil..whilst all the while sat with a pen and paper – the ultimate toy and gift (well, that’s what I pictured as I read anyway..if you are in a desert..be careful out there;)

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  6. Björn Rudberg (brudberg) August 14, 2016 / 7:48 pm

    I love the sense of finding poems in the landscape… sometimes I have tried it myself, but you go so deep into the idea here Matthew… splendid wrire

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  7. divalounger August 14, 2016 / 8:33 pm

    I love the imagery here–but really, the heart of this piece is the rhythm in it–beautifully written!

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  8. Susan August 14, 2016 / 9:49 pm

    How marvelously surreal! and totally believable. Your unique enjambments bring it all home.

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  9. Truedessa August 14, 2016 / 9:58 pm

    I think you have found the makings of a lovely poem. I especially enjoyed the last verse. I think nature often speaks to us if we only listen the words will fall from colorful trees.

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  10. Wendy Bourke August 14, 2016 / 11:03 pm

    Wonderful, wonderful, wonderful. You’ve created something really special here. Beautiful images; coherent, and yet, nuanced lines that stay-the-course and actually get to a lovely introspective juncture. Simply: an eloquently word-smithed piece. I would place it “up there” with your best work, Matthew.

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  11. Rall August 15, 2016 / 2:04 am

    memories
    of an aussie winter
    wistful with a twinge of sad
    just lovely

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  12. Sumana Roy August 15, 2016 / 5:43 am

    “Bright blue of deep songs
    In dark distant and still
    Summer skies.” ……..just for us, waiting to be taken in…..”Toys and gifts.” such gems…

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  13. Sanaa Rizvi (@rizvi_sanaa) August 15, 2016 / 7:57 am

    This is beautiful!! You have described the emotions that all of us feel when trying to compose the perfect poem 😀 enjoyed this so much.

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  14. Rosemary Nissen-Wade August 15, 2016 / 8:06 am

    Poetry is everywhere, and everywhere is poetry. 🙂

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