Sunday, August 1, 2010

homesick for the earth

I miss the stars, the blocks of
alfalfa piled up like a stairway
to the clouds.
I miss a horse
called Dream with white
sock, and running her through
green fields, borrowed of earth.
There was a time when city
lights didn't shut out the sky,
when I could see the dust of
stars, smell the sweet grass and
hear the frogs singing to the moon.
Now I live where the houses are spaced like
matches in a box and I find myself
thirsty for deep earth, unmoved
by men.

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37 comments:

Claudia said...

Alexis - your words just blow me away - they are so beautiful and i'm thankful, thankful, thankful i have found your blog out there!

Aparna Radhakrishnan said...

Alexis...I agree with your words that you have put together so beautifully ...

Brian Miller said...

oh i hunger for that as well...just came out of the mountains this evening refinding mine...played water slide on waterfalls to wash away the dirt so i could see the star dust...great write...

Gordon Mason said...

Some great images here, enjoyed it.

Wanda..... said...

The yearning in your poem is so heart-felt and familiar, Alexis. I am blessed to live among 'natural' nature now, but a much younger age found me in a matchbox too. Your day will come, I'm sure!

Jodi said...

I know this feeling, but I could never say it as wonderfully as you did, Alexis.

Carrie Burtt said...

This is breathtaking...and we all can relate to it!
You have such a wonderful talent, you inspire and amaze me! I used to live way out in the country when I was young, and the stars were always brighter there! Your words shine bright today! :-)

Foxglove Spires said...

So beautifully written Alexis, nature is such a wonder for the soul and sometimes we can catch a glimpse of it in our days to hold and appreciate and dream.

Kendra said...

Wonderful, as usual. You inspire me to just sit and let the creative juices flow.

Southern Gal said...

It's calling my name as well.

Samantha Bennett said...

I'm thirsty for deep earth too. :)

JoAnn said...

this is beautiful. Really. Truly.

Barb said...

Your roots are in deep earth, Alexis - that shows in your poetry. In your heart and mind, you can still conjure that place.

emily wierenga said...

i know. yes. the earth calls our name... dust to dust... i get this. let's go for a walk amongst canola fields, shall we, friend? xo

Rachna Chhabria said...

Alexis..wonderful poetry as usual. Your poetry never ceases to amaze me!

Sam Liu said...

Beautiful poem, tragic and poignant. One gets such a sense of longing and sadness. This reminds me of Grace Nichols' marvellous poem "Island Man".

Sytiva Sheehan said...

Alexis i can really feel this poem. Great work
sytiva

SuzyQ said...

You have taken my breath away with this poem.
You are so gifted. And you are a gift.
Blessing me abundant today.
How my heart longs and aches for the same...
"deep earth, unmoved
by men."

Robert Lloyd said...

This poem was excellent Alexis. So nostalgic and visual. It reminds me too of times gone by. I miss the fields of no responsibility. You may have inspired my mornings writing. Thank you for sharing.

Connie Arnold said...

Well said, Alexis! Your words tug at my heart with a longing from your description.

Eileen T O'Neill ..... said...

Alexis,
A true cry for 'out of city living'.
I don't think I could ever go back to living there.
I like the freedom of the countryside too much!
Lovely words.
Eileen

Vicki said...

i know how you feel. while we live sort of in the country, we are in a small neighborhood, with lots of houses nearby. i miss my woods and hills where i used to live a long time ago.
You make me miss Dream too :)

Wanda..... said...

I love the new look Alexis!!! I came back to read your lovely poem again.

emily wierenga said...

i miss your words, friend...

i hope your vacation this weekend is warm and lovely and God-breathing... i'm thinking of you.

e.

Arian T said...

Dear, I think you feel exactly as I do, and considering that we are both living in another place it's so easy to feel how you feel about this godless land. I understand the longing to be with the one you love. Kudos on expressing that feeling in this well-paced writing!

The Empress said...

I love your poetry. It's like words you caught in the wind.

Mary said...

I am day tripping through Poets United...accepting Robb's challenge to visit ten blogs I don't usually visit. I have come upon your blog and think it is beautiful, and this poem really struck me. I live in the city where I cannot always see a lot of clouds, so I understand the nostalgic feeling for country life. Hope you'll day trip to my blog today.

Sherry Blue Sky said...

A beautiful poem full of longing. I so relate to being in a city longing for the earth, the free spaces,once known. Very lovely poem.

Annie said...

I love your poem, Alexis. I'm drawn to all the words, but especially these:

"There was a time when city
lights didn't shut out the sky,
when I could see the dust of
stars, smell the sweet grass and
hear the frogs singing to the moon."

Wanting to see the dust of stars is a beautiful way to express a longing for the night sky, and the milky way.

GreenEyes said...

i'm in love with this. i know this came from the heart. its something that i think everyone can relate to. this poem says so much with so many little words. i love it alexis. your sooo talented!

Tamara said...

I have never lived in a place like you described but have ALWAYS longed to. Everyday that longing weighs heavier on my heart ) :

Doctor FTSE said...

First visit to your blog. Won't be the last. I wonder if you realize just how good this poem is? A very rare poetic voice.

Dean said...

Miss,
What can someone add to poetry through a comment? I'll simply say your poetry is what I needed today. Forgive my brevity . . . I'm a minimalist.

Just Me said...

Thanks for visiting and commenting on my blog. I really enjoyed this poem. Very well written and easy to relate to.

Fenny said...

like the way this builds up ... many strong lines too ... very good

JMay said...

I adore your poetry, that is all :-)

New follower here for sure!

brokenbiro said...

Gorgeous! Quality poem - deep and sensual. I have often felt this feeling since sleeping in the open in the desert a few times (no frogs or grass - but the feeling is similar) and you capture it beautifully.