true north waiting



she is particle dust 
parched on desert floor, 
thrust far from 
the magnet Blue of 
true. 

point her up
and just let go; you know 
she’ll make her way 
back someday when 
she’s had her fill of still 
cobalt. 

today, the sky will do. 

 

 

 

 

 

It’s Quadrille Monday over at dVerse, and I’m hosting. Come play!

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31 Responses to true north waiting

  1. Oh… bu the sky is so much more than good enough.

  2. Oh, I like this! I don’t know who she is or what she wants, but I hope she enjoys herself in that cobalt, until the time comes to change to something new.

  3. sanaarizvi says:

    This is exquisitely drawn! 💝 I love the shades of blue and all that they represent here especially; “when she’s had her fill of still cobalt.” The poem speaks so much!

  4. Lucy says:

    This is AMAZING. The beginning two lines hooked me intensely, and the whole essence of this poem is lovely. Can the sky be more than enough? Clear blue, barely a white cloud in the sky, is that enough?

    The answer, to me, is absolutely. The azure is remarkable and on cold winter days, I find it captivating. You had me remember that with these lines:

    “point her up
    and just let go; you know
    she’ll make her way
    back someday…”

    So beautifully and incredibly penned. ❤ ❤

  5. msjadeli says:

    Sounds like a person who know what she wants and what she needs. I like the rhyming arrangement in this.

  6. Oh, wow, I could see her diving upwards, like a gannet in reverse. Great image, such movement, and all that blue. Loved it.

  7. rothpoetry says:

    An ellipse of love! The magnetic attraction will never let her go…. Well done De!

  8. “the magnet Blue of
    true”
    This poem sings, of both longing and acceptance.

  9. calmkate says:

    beautiful imagery, this poem draws me right in!

  10. merrildsmith says:

    This poem just dances and flows, and I’m ready to go with her. I love the movement and the blue.

  11. What beautiful blue music you have created with your words!

  12. Somehow serene and peaceful.

  13. Ron. says:

    Lighter than air. Delicious.

  14. robtkistner says:

    Your words always dance and fly and sing, and I just love the way you write!

  15. rogblog666 says:

    the sky will always do as my marker thank yo for the subject choice.

  16. Grace says:

    This is magical wish upon the sky. I love: the magnet Blue of
    true.

    Also, Canada is known for WeTheNorth, smiles.

  17. gillena cox says:

    This is so lovely and the sky makes it light even when nights cobalt has set in
    Thanks for dropping by to read mine

    Much❤love

  18. I feel like this poem is all about exploration. And the freedom to explore the “cobalt.” This poem took me on a journey, nice one!

  19. Glenn A. Buttkus says:

    Excellent metaphysical foray. To some extent, we are all particle dust, meat suits that started out as clay. Every line has been quoted and noted; pretty good sign you’ve written a winner.

  20. Lovely poem as always when I visit your blog.

  21. Dora says:

    Oh what a mesmerizingly lovely image of satisfying freedom 🙂 I love this poem!!

  22. Mish says:

    This line speaks to the strength of truth, waiting for it to speak. It always does….
    “point her up
    and just let go; you know
    she’ll make her way”
    As Grace mentioned, your title resonate, as in our Canadian anthem….”the true north strong and free”.

  23. Ingrid says:

    This sounds like an intriguing character: your quadrille resonates with the electric blue of a sky in summer, or a patch of summer sky in autumn – stunning!

  24. hank77 says:

    kaykuala
    she’s had her fill of still
    cobalt today, the sky will do.

    It is a good strategy to bid one’s time to stop awhile for a rethink! Good thoughts De!

    Hank

  25. kim881 says:

    I love your quadrille from the title to the sky, De! You’ve woven in some beautiful alliteration in ‘particle dust / parched on desert floor’, and internal rhyme in ‘magnet Blue of true’ and ‘had her fill of still cobalt’.

  26. memadtwo says:

    The sky is a good substitute for the longings of blue. (K)

  27. Misky says:

    Jolly and thoroughly optimistic!

  28. lillian says:

    “you know
    she’ll make her way
    back someday when
    she’s had her fill of still
    cobalt.

    today, the sky will do.”

    I’ve not read anyone else’s comments – deliberately. I do believe that many times poetry resonates with individuals and creates leaps and connections to their own experiences. I’m reminded in these words of the child who grows up and leaves home…seeking their own world in which to succeed and grow. Lucky are we parents whose children still want to return home, to visit, to talk with us, sometimes to seek our views and advice….to understand that their home and their upbringing were a good that helped to shape them. They left seeking more….cobalt….but return understanding that what they had was the sky….and it was good. 🙂 My take. Probably different from many others. But to me, that’s the sign of a good poet when their words can strike a chord in the reader. 🙂

  29. the mystery. the tenderness. this is emotive. ❤

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