Without End, Amen

The gathering at the oak tree gazes up to watch
light breaking through the leaves in lucent blonde fingers;

hallelujah

through the gathering of leaves — the oak’s green sleeves:
a blind wooden eye turns, and the gifts slip through her fingers;

hallelujah

as colors race through the membrane sky –
the rainbow siblings salute us through azure as one;

hallelujah

past the rain, shed to call colors up from
the earthen membrane beneath us, where we stand as one

hallelujah,

and we send back the song as electric impulses,
voices carried through limbs and hearts alone;

hallelujah

is our voices escaping only in breaths and upraised limbs as
we each stand before You alone;

hallelujah

Written 11/29/11
© 2011 Nicole Nicholson. All Rights Reserved.

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This week’s poem was inspired by two things: 1) “Hallelujah” by R.E.M., which appears on their latest release, “Part Lies, Part Heart, Part Truth, and Part Garbage” and 2) the We Write Poems Prompt this week which suggested that we look at words in pairs and the relationships between words. The picture is courtesy of Rampaging Poet from Deviant Art.

Process Notes: I basically took the words in the order that they appeared and considered each two to be a pair (gathering/oak, color/membrane, and voice/limb). Once I did this, the images and the story began to emerge. Also, I’ve been listening to “Hallelujah” lately…it’s an absolutely gorgeous and inspiring track and it just makes me even sadder that they broke up…but at the same time it seems like the perfect song for an ending. The spiritual nature of the lyrics inspired me…I wanted to write a companion/answer that would do it justice.

-Nicole
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Hallelujah

This triptych poem was written for Read Write Poem prompt #46: Dervishes and Wine Odes. In short, we were to “write about the Divine through an image we don’t usually use”. I’ve always experienced the Divine the most when out in nature, hence this poem….

Now you’re wondering what the heck a triptych poem is. It’s an experiment of mine.
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