I walk in green; fern-scented, loam deep, where footprints spell names: Deer, fox, coyote, heron, woman.
There is a grail some call holy I am hunting. A poetry that speaks one word, sparer than pig and i spring rain, but an exhalation that shouts all things–the name of God, the I AM stretched in strings under everything that is.
Maybe a hunt for words is useless and we should seek and speak silence–the perfect poem spun by the genius of wind in the leaves, the purpose of stone.
Susan Daniels Poetry 
“Maybe a hunt for words is useless and we should seek and speak silence–the perfect poem spun by the genius of wind in the leaves, the purpose of stone.”
Useless perhaps,
but what else is there it do?
(I’m just now reading “Beautiful & pointless”(!) by David Orr)
I like doing both–
the silent work and
the work of words.
Brilliant work Susan–
John, thank you! I like to do both, as well. You have made me blush this afternoon 😉
Ah, that is beautiful
and my words are not
pointless this time…
Oh, your words are never pointless. I am reblogging your poem about beauty right NOW. Tell your wife to kiss you soundly for that poem, for me.
😉
nothing is nearly as sublime as silence, i think. and yet….. your words are so powerful.
Oh, gosh, Jane, thanks! The dVerse prompt and my woods-walking took me there so strongly today.
waiting for the dverse prompt, I don’t receive in until 12:00 PST. I’m guessing it is something “unplugged” I’ll be linking a tree poem… : ) wonderful we can unplug into nature.
Yes! It is a relief and a release to do that…
Gorgeous – captivating 🙂 x
Aw, thanks, m’dear!
Sorry…oddly I cannot post in the MAIN reply box, as it is not THERE for me today. I do think seeking and speaking silence might be a VERY good way to connect with oneself!!
Hmmm, that’s quite odd, but thanks so much for finding a way to comment, Mary!
the I AM stretching in strings under everything that is….smiles. like that much…a simple poetry with much power…a holy grail indeed….to seek and speak silence….ha…perhaps it might bring more peace as well….
Brian, thank you much for the comment, and I agree–perhaps less words will bring us more peace.
Susan, I loved this. Particularly the ending.>KB
Thank you, KB. Every once in a while, I like to write across the page. This seemed to demand it.
Not a bad idea Susan ~ I like the ending verse ~ Cheers ~
Thank you, Grace.
oh Susan, this is gorgeous. so delicate and sparkling. wonderful work.
Oh, Miriam, thank you!
oh wow…that starts with a wonderful title…and yes….we need that other web so much… love how he stretches in everything that is..
Thank you, Claudia–and I too love that he does that…
I love this Susan. I do feel inspired by nature… the right words seem to come to me when all is quiet and there are no time constraints.
Oh, I so agree!
Hunting words is noble. Hunting words connects to everything around you. Tthey are your contribution to the world.
Yes, as are yours–and here you have formed them into the perfect comment 😉
Love the eloquent exhalation…
The past few days I have been searching for something similar, if I understand you correctly: sounds rather than words, minute utterances that convey something beyond meaning. Onomatopoeia possibly, but not quite.
Aw, I like where you are taking this thought, and I think we might be looking for the same thing.
ahh – but I know the word – it is “you”
Paul, YOU are amazing, and I might have to agree with you…
A wonderful peaceful moment you created there. I love nature poems– love reading them, love writing them, and most of all, love living them. ~peace, Jason
Oh, yes–nature poems should be lived. Beauticul comment–thanks for sharing it.
Maybe a hunt for words is useless
and we should seek and speak silence
Great word craft Susan! Speaking in paradox enhanced the effects of writings!
Hank
Hank, thank you! I was not sure if using words to celebrate silence would work, but they seemed to do it. I love writing (and living) paradox 😉
Using words to describe silence…an awesome goal and you have succeeded. Great message. No technology. Silence. Silence to relish in and “to be” in rather than to shake a fist at for taking away the world wide connection.
Maggie, thank you! i love that my walk and the prompt inspired this.
strong prose piece Susan, love the way you chose your wording throughout the piece, really stirs deep. Great share. thanks
Aw, thank you for the wonderful prompt!
What better poetry is there than silence… that last verse is just awesome.
Bjorn, thank you! I am all shades of red now…
That being said, I love when the prompt takes on a life all its own, like it did here.
“I AM” a few words and I know where you’re coming from… loved your lines
Thank you so much, WRB.
((SIGH))
Now that might be the simplest, most direct poem ever–the hugged sigh.
Susan, you just get better and better. I can’t help but believe that there, where you are seeking, it where we do encounter the I AM. This is another keeper.
Oh, Victoria–you know it means a lot to have you say that–thank you!
Loved the last lines. A profound impact
A poet said, “There are still days you can catch me
tape recording eternal silence
and playing it backwards for an empty room”. Sometimes, silence truly has many more stories to tell than we may ever realize.
Wonderful to read this…
Oh, Good heavens, your comment is amazing! Thank you for sharing that.