At dVerse Poets Pub tonight, Punam of paeansunplugged is celebrating friendships over distance, and I honour hers!
For our poetry challenge, we were invited to take the first line of a poem written by a blogging friend, and to incorporate it into one of our own.
For an additional challenge I aimed for 144 words.
I borrowed the first line of the latest of inky cat’s poems, which starts “catch the water“.
Thank you, Giulietta, for our long-distance friendship and your delight in words and world and wild.
~ catch the water of thy fears ~ ~ catch the water of thy fears thou hast been - for months and years - grieving, lonely (sad sometimes) yet linked by rhythm and by rhymes ~ catch the plasma of his blood heal his scars and stroke off mud; sticking-plaster on his knees and where he ripped his dungarees ~ catch the fluids of the womb for fecundity make room encourage us to stay creative help charisma to play dative ~ catch the surging of the rain - hear it gurgle down the drain - honour spider, honour fly; handsome is, who keeps me dry ~ catch as holts the twining river - log and willow weave and beaver - rescue flood plains, and reconcile lynx and wolf and mother pine ~ catch the fire bird ere it flies wipe the tears from others' eyes! with thy breath, the embers grow so hold the phoenix, then let go ~ © Kathy Labrum McVittie 28 February 2023
I love the form used and that last stanza is just perfect 🙂
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Beautiful kathy xxx
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Well done. I loved your reference to the itsy bitsy spider nursery rhyme.
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Ah, glad you spotted that! Spider and fly for me both represent balance in the natural world.
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It made me smile. What a great metaphor.
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That’s a beautiful line you picked and I love how you wove so many elements in your verse and those closing lines…so beautiful! Love it, Kathy. ❤️
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I enjoyed writing it, especilly the beaver rewilding the wetlands. These animals are being re-introduced in some parts of the UK
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Your joy was quite evident. That is wonderful, re-introducing animals help in the restoration of open forests and grassland ecosystems.
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I love how you used the verb catch so much… friendship is so much about catching and keeping.
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and sometimes weeping and letting go – and then it can sometimes regenerate, like the phoenix. Thank you for your encouragement!
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Thank you for catching the first line of my poem and letting it flow! I love the lilting cadence of this. ‘Hold the Phoenix, then let go’ was a powerful image for me.
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It was a joy to lilt away, using your inspiration! Thank you for your gracious retro-permission…
yes, the Phoenix needs her freedom to fly.
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For me the revelation was in holding the Phoenix! I normally let them fly. A resting Phoenix held for a moment- wow. Like holding a flame. Thanks for bringing this to me.
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I have been told that when the Phoenix burns, and goes through its transformation, it starts as worm-like embers in the ashes of its own destruction. Since I love earthworms so much, and so did Charles Darwin, that is for me a powerful symbol, grounded in Earth.
I’m glad that flamed up as inspiration for you x
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