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Old Bones

Contributed by Suz on Saturday, 17th January 2004 @ 10:34:00 PM in AEST
Topic: Nostalgic



Walks along the stones
past the azalea flowers
and the sakura tree

Comes to an ancient shrine
small against the towering bamboo forest
dusted in pink cherry blossoms

Kneels by the altar although
he has long outgrown the stone structure
the figure inside is cracked and crumbling

Hums an ancient mantra and
brings a match to the incense
as he places it on the rock floor

Shifts his old bones and sits
cross-legged on the earth outside the shrine
bows his old head in reverence

Feels his spirit rising
flies back until he sees himself
a boy with a tan back and black hair

Crawls inside the stone shrine
kneels to the homemade altar
a single shoot of bamboo waits at the edge

He prays and runs home along
the stone path
through the garden to his mother

His eyes open with the vigor his old bones forget sometimes
the boy is laughing with his mother
the boy kisses his mother goodnight

Floats back to the overgrown memory
breathes his spirit in and
heaves his creaky bones back up

Walks back down the path
his dusty beard hides a smile
he thought he had forgotten.




Copyright © Suz ... [ 2004-01-17 22:34:00]
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Re: Old Bones (User Rating: 1 )
by emystar on Saturday, 17th January 2004 @ 11:31:16 PM AEST
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and that u have done exceptionally well.
Beautifull image.
huggs, luv,
emy


Re: Old Bones (User Rating: 1 )
by Former_Member on Sunday, 18th January 2004 @ 01:41:33 AM AEST
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seldom have i evr seen such imagery.... i loved it


Re: Old Bones (User Rating: 1 )
by ladyfawn on Sunday, 18th January 2004 @ 03:34:34 AM AEST
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so beautiful, an excellent write, vivid images, love it:) hugs n' love nessa


Re: Old Bones (User Rating: 1 )
by RochelleLloyd on Sunday, 25th January 2004 @ 05:25:57 PM AEST
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I really enjoyed this piece.


Re: Old Bones (User Rating: 1 )
by Former_Member on Wednesday, 11th February 2004 @ 09:50:57 PM AEST
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Suz; you imagery is magical. I was transformed to that place in my mind. This is a wonderfully strong piece of work. Rita




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