Wednesday, November 25, 2009

Pilgrimage


Every step we take is a pilgrimage -- because every step we take is a step along the journey we make every day across our own holy ground.

1 comment:

  1. Discarded

    Mushrooms fossilized into rock,
    Steps a mountain’s spine
    Compressed into a path
    Between two points, a pillar of salt
    Some disobedient harridan
    Transformed into, or a dinosaur
    Tail twisting from calcium deposits
    Footprints of those who came before.

    The album opens onto a plateau
    Glaciers had hidden for eons
    Until heat radiated all water away;
    Embedded snails long extinct,
    Now exposed as hieroglyphic
    Tracings of words as things,
    Suggest a trajectory across
    But fail to enlighten the burden
    Carted by elephants over the Alps.

    Forlorn as saffron hair let down
    Braided into rope, what’s human
    Evaporates through that cracked
    Shell in the sky, and seas rise,
    Filling in all scissors of earth,
    Reconfiguring the coastline
    From a face to a jigsaw puzzle,
    A tar pit that buckles highways,
    Where saxifrage cracks a hairline.

    [Disposable Poem November 25, 2009]
    Dr. Mike

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