Accepting Stop
A poem about STOP. moment. still. quieting. truth. and the peace and freedom that comes with the art of STOP.
Accepting Stop belongs to the following groups:
"Poetry and Beautiful Women" , All Things Poetic, Artistic, Philosophical, Everyday Life, Light In The Darkness, Masterpieces: Literary Workshop, The beauty of poetry, Up & Coming Writers and WMGIt seems the winds are still at last.
And now, I must accept the still.
Indulge in bells from inward stop.
Greet it as relations who still
kiss with love’s impatient lips,
and not as raucous solicitors.
Embrace the touch of time, less voice.
Exact each cut of cloth, from halt.
Appease the stagnant trees, with wait.
Paint the living landscape, framed.
Beg the earth to stay her hour.
Pack a lunch, and eat what’s next.
Forget the sound of sails on sea –
(the crack of drive on prickled skin)
and delve into the art of pause –
(somewhere, faintly blows the voice
of rustling
leaves on tearing canvass,
escaping a perforated dumpster)
© Kristin Reynolds 10 08
sunsette15
Nice discriptions
Kristin Reynolds replied
Thank you. :)
linaji
Kristin Reynolds
Woohoo, Thank You!!! An honor. :) Love, Kristin
autumnwind
Woohoo is right! Way to go!!! xoxoxo
Kristin Reynolds replied
Thank you, dear! love you, K XO
Blanchot
You do know that you can rock more than one world?
Great poem, yahoo for you! Love, RBG
Kristin Reynolds replied
Ha! Thank you, my dear boy, man, king, thank you more than you know. :) K