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we all fall for ashes

Photo by R.A.D Stainforth

white smoke
collection plate
chalk dust rubbed
from heaven's slate
lace mantilla
frames your face
kiss me
with the passion
of a suffering
saint

grace amazing
december eight
the night is dark
and the hour's
late
your sights
above me
yet here i wait
lighting up
another courage
break

chasing haloes
my breath
you take
my soul you burn
down
to the stake

watch them all line up
see them all fall down
for the sake of ashes

Lord the way you
roll me
holy smokes

let me
into you
a sacred,
secret work
of art and
i will love you
and all that
you ponder
in your
heart

Rene ~ December 30, 2012
Magpie Tales

Lucky 2013 to you all!
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  1. LLM CallingDecember 30, 2012 at 11:15 AM

    chasing halos, really good

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  2. MarianDecember 30, 2012 at 11:58 AM

    some kinda prayer, Rene.

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  3. Brian MillerDecember 30, 2012 at 12:05 PM

    kiss me
    with the passion
    of a suffering
    saint
    grace amazing...dang, love that bit there rene...

    and let me into you a sacred, secret work of art....love...

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    1. UnknownDecember 31, 2012 at 12:39 PM

      Thanks, Brian, for your generous encouragement and support this past year.
      Healthy, Happy and Lucky 2013 to you and your family.

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  4. AnonymousDecember 30, 2012 at 12:45 PM

    Enjoyed this on many levels. Love the deceptive simplicity of it!

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  5. Kerry O'ConnorDecember 30, 2012 at 12:53 PM

    Wow! This has such an incredible rhythm with the short, punchy lines forcing the reader on through the first stanza. This gives more impact to the second and final stanzas. Wonderful poetry.

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  6. MaryDecember 30, 2012 at 12:55 PM

    " my breath you take
    my soul you burn
    down to the stake "

    I love the intricate wordings of your poem. Thank you for participating in Poets United Poetry Pantry this year. I wish you a very Happy New Year and lots of good poetry!

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    1. UnknownDecember 31, 2012 at 12:42 PM

      Thank you, Mary for providing such a welcoming community :)
      Best of Luck and Health in 2013

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  7. Sherry Blue SkyDecember 30, 2012 at 3:20 PM

    Love the rhythm and rhyme of this piece, kiddo. Well done!

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  8. Other MaryDecember 30, 2012 at 6:48 PM

    Love this Rene! All the best to you and yours in 2013.

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  9. Tess KincaidDecember 30, 2012 at 8:03 PM

    Interesting how you wove in the religious aspects...nice write, Rene...

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  10. Irish GumboDecember 30, 2012 at 9:28 PM

    If the smokes are holy, then what are the fires? This make me wonder, too, what makes us burn.

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  11. AnonymousDecember 30, 2012 at 9:35 PM

    Your first seven lines are my favorites.

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  12. BerowneDecember 31, 2012 at 4:47 AM

    "See them all fall down
    for the sake of ashes."
    Powerful stuff...

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  13. hyperCRYPTICalDecember 31, 2012 at 4:50 AM

    Wonderful rhythm and rhyme - clever message delivery.

    Have a wonderful New Year!

    Anna :o]

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  14. ♥ BrajaDecember 31, 2012 at 8:50 AM

    Holy sh*t....Rene, please say I can use this on Catherine Ghosh's Women's Spiritual Poetry site? I'll write an intro and link you on FB, yes?

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  15. Carrie Van HornDecember 31, 2012 at 10:07 AM

    Rene you rock! Another amazing poem! Happy New Year to you and yours! :-)

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  16. Ostensible TruthDecember 31, 2012 at 1:16 PM

    I love the flow of this piece, how it winds and twists around the images, and I particularly like these lines: "kiss me
    with the passion
    of a suffering
    saint" - the suffering saint and his passion entwined most aptly.

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  17. LauraDecember 31, 2012 at 5:17 PM

    "chasing haloes"....wow! May this New Year be one of deep blessing for you and your beloveds.

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  18. M. A. S.December 31, 2012 at 10:22 PM

    I also really like the chasing halos. I also appreciate how this poem took somewhere completely different than where I expected to go.

    Nice write.

    Mike

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  19. Wayne PitchkoJanuary 1, 2013 at 12:23 AM

    smokin good Rene....thanks for sharing

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  20. AnonymousJanuary 1, 2013 at 4:34 AM

    WORD!!

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  21. HelenJanuary 1, 2013 at 11:55 AM

    Collection plate ~~ brilliant!

    Happy New Year, Rene

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  22. Tumblewords:January 2, 2013 at 12:47 AM

    Incredibly fine write! Incredible.

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  23. Silent Otto January 3, 2013 at 9:31 AM

    So many powerful images capturing the force behind the art that is smoking, , really enhoyed it, cleverly woven

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  24. GailJanuary 6, 2013 at 1:49 PM

    Powerful!!!

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  25. izzyJanuary 6, 2013 at 2:09 PM

    "courage break" I discovered after quitting it really didn't calm me much- thanks.

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  26. The Blog of BeeJanuary 12, 2013 at 7:40 PM

    I don't have any words to add as everyone has said it before me! Brilliant!

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  27. Kat MortensenJanuary 14, 2013 at 3:28 PM

    I looked at this image and thought there was nothing I could do with it, but you have so artfully woven this magic out of smoke that it makes think perhaps I should pull a phoenix out of these ashes?

    Very nice, indeed.

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  28. k~January 16, 2013 at 11:19 PM

    Thank you for commenting, and leaving a trail of smoke for me to follow into your own cavern of complicity.

    "Let me into you..."

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  29. ND MitchellMarch 3, 2013 at 2:17 PM

    Liked the imagery you interspersed in this piece :-)

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