her soft lovely body
lays on blushing horizon
touching her as if
she were about to disappear
look , the bright moon
afraid of its own emptiness
the evening choking
over Whitefish Bay
two hundred miles of open waters
Lake Superiors graveyard
silver ships beyond the seas
no snow , no rain
no heat , only lands
refreshed by balmy breeze .
her soft lovely body
crossing over the bridge
east to Amsterdam , west
to Wamaia , north to Canada
south to Patagonia
looking for a tent show
in Point de la Batture
unable to yell
from Bay Mills outlook
where below the muskrat
comes up dead , his paws
closed tight
holding a little earth
for the Great Spirit to
make a new world .
her soft lovely body
sitting in the bathtub
arms wrapped around her knees
noone understanding
the future twisting the window crank of
broken dances or
the bizaar site
of the undertaker
riding upon a coffin
on the Great North Lake
emerging from thick fog white
or that jellyfish drifting purple
from across the Red Sea
out of place
like the boy appearing from the hole
in the knotty pine ceiling .
her soft lovely body
sings to berry laden bushes
he drops fruit
onto her opened night gown
staining blood
the stripped pine looking
like human skin
see the nail making
a stain in that tree
she has dirt under her nails
the freighter passes by
the osprey fish , windmills turn
a man with a day old beard drives by
drinking from a thermos .
see the grass growing in cracks
of deserted highway
did we trade wonder for reason
in the last moment .
let it be , let it be
her soft lovely body
gazing from Menominee Ridge
her soft lovely body
like a bud , like a bud
caught upon the erecting steel
of Mackinaw Bridge .
credits : Mackinaw Bridge photos by Dale De Vries Photography
Upper Michigan waterfalls by Daniel Cook
Beautiful imagery, Meg!
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Chris …thankyou my friend for your encouraging presence … it truly matters …love , megxxx
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Lovely imagery, describing yourself in a beautiful place. We hope to be by Lake Superior the week of the 22nd thru the 27th. Maybe connect??
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Thankyou Carol …would love to see you again for sure ! Hugs and love megxxx
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Lovely delivery. Your style rocks – gently.
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Your comment touches me , thankyou so much ( sorry I don’t know your name ) …blessings , megxxx
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Dramon.
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Hi Dramon , it’s a pleasure to meet you ….blessings , megxxx
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“Did we trade wonder for reason ?” I surely hope not, Meg. Beautiful, evocative writing. And I’ve been over that amazing bridge…many times. ❤️
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Hi Van , such a lovely comment , your presence always lingers , thankyou so much … that bridge brings me to tears each time , I’m grateful you feel it’s mystery too . Love and hugs , megxxx
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What can say?? Love the words and pictures Meg!! 🙂
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Thankyou Dale …and for allowing me to use your gorgeous photos , I am grateful …love , megxxx
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You took me all over that bridge, spanning distance to where I am, to be bound in spells of images that followed…best wishes.. Raj.
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Raj , my friend … your beautiful response makes my spirit warm , thankyou so very much …that bridge brings us to far away worlds for sure …love , megxxx
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A soft lovely body of journeys in this world and those parallel. I return from one spellbinding voyage to be taken on another by your magical voice. Thank you, deerest.
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My lovely deer sister , Julie …your last voyage was felt deeply as if I were sitting right next to you holding your hand , your spirit and your writing so very beautiful …this bridge in your Michigan too , spans continents and I’m so grateful that it reaches to where you are now … Much love , megxxx
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Wonderful work Meg, mysterious as it is both romantic and (seemingly) erotic. I particularly appreciated the line “the bright moon, afraid of its own emptiness”, and rather think I shall view that orb in a different light when next it appears over these parts. Hariod ❤
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Thankyou my friend , so very much for your kindness …Hariod , I was alone on my blog unsure of just what I was doing for many many months …and then , like a miracle you appeared with a comment …and then because of you I was introduced to so many beautiful writers , artists , musicians , photographers …and I became part of such a loving , encouraging and thoughtful community …and so you remain so special to me and to all of us I’m sure( I can see from reading the comment threads on yours and others sites ) I hope you see the moon tonight with your clear , bright eyes , the way you saw my poem in all its hidden meanings …love , megxxx
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Dear Meg,
I was spellbound here, and realized how much I have missed your words and visions… I caught my breath at the sight of the muskrat through your eyes, clutching hold of that little fist of precious earth given us by the Great Spirit. Such a perfect messenger. And such a harrowing task, to make its way through the tunnels of our misperception to give us something so perfect, bounteous and simple. I cannot help but sense in these images the melancholy of the soul peering out through the “soft lovely body”– the one “unable to yell”, that “noone understands”… Such grace and beauty lives here, Meg. I love the way you tell us your heart’s story, in a way that is inseparable from the world’s color, sadness and glory. As it should be.
Much Love
Michael
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What you sence moves me very much Michael …the ways in which you chose to see the spirit of my poem . Your poetic comment , your compassionate awareness filled with love and acceptance touches my heart …and I remain grateful for our friendship . You are awe inspiring so your last line about being one with the universe , ” as it should be ” … is bequiling and I am so very grateful for your presence on Mackinaw Bridge . Love , megxxx
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So much atmosphere and timelessness in this piece. Totally entrancing. Beautiful, my friend.
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Oh beautiful one , I love your kind spirit Noelle and your lovely expression of friendship …thank you so much , hugs and love , megxxx
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Blessings to you, my friend.
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your words and photos are a virtual trip inside your lovely head and i adore every thrill and seek
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Chrissy ! Thank you ! … You are an earth shaking seeker , a young friend who inspires me with courage and beauty …thank you so much Chrissy , so wild and free … love and hugs , megxxx
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tried to download sample lol but have to go on laptop sometimes my energy makes my internet crash lol
You are very welcome❤️🙏🏼
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I am enchanted by your words Meg, trilled by the beautiful atmosphere you have created in this piece. Thank you for sharing. Adrian
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Hi Adrian …. What a delightful comment , thank you so much and from my heart . I must visit you soon from your kind introduction . Blessings of love , megxxx
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Poetry at its finest. Well penned.
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Thank you so much dear friend …love , megxxx
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Great poem , as always… You have taken things to a next level with your description and poetic images, as they are related to a mapping of feelings… I love the part when you mentioned the different places, particularly these pair of opposites: north to Canada-south to Patagonia… Truly well penned, dear Meg! Love and best wishes to you! Aquileana ⭐
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Aquileana …I’m sorry for this late response ….thank you so much , your presence here so dear to me …love , megxxx
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the poem….the images…the metaphors…it moved me…I am a fan…
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Thank you for such a kind comment ( sorry at this late response ) …I will visit soon , blessings of love , megxxx
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Dearest Meg, I am always enthralled when I visit here by the mystic, majesty of words, and the visual delights here only enhance my visions as you toy with my imagination.. 🙂 Loved these lines, but then being an out-door girl who loves the woods, I am sure you are not surprised I chose these lines.
” her soft lovely body sings to berry laden bushes he drops fruit onto her opened night gown” 🙂
Loved it Meg.. Thank you ❤
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Sue …you are always so dear …I didn’t see your sweet comment till just now …I will visit soon , I fear I am a bit behind….hugs and love , megxxx
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WOW..!!! Very beautiful photos..!!!
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Thank you Francis ! …love , megxxx
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You’re welcome Meg..!!!
Love., Francisco..!!! : o )
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You had me at blushing horizon! I adore you and your work Meg- you are inspiring me with your brilliance xxx
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Your kind comment touches my heart dear soldier girl ( I admire you ) …love , megxxx
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Thank you sweet soul. I admire you and you inspire me 💗xx
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Your images are breathtaking, Meg, and I love that initial fantastical photo (and the tent reminds me of Dorothy’s house, landing on the witch! 🙂 )
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Thank you dear Jo ! …I love ” The wizard of Oz ” ….and your amazing personal comparison here …love and hugs , megxxx
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