I sweat dream-drops
into the diamond-tipped dust
of callused hands and concrete alteration.
The sun burned passion into my thirst
causing me to strike the cask of orange stone
many times without speaking a word.
I may not cross the waters into Canaan,
march around Jericho and topple walls, but
the job is done, and I can sleep in, in the morning.
Originals are better than remakes.
About Me
- Pat Paulk
- 2009! 57 years ago in April I was a 2# squealing baby boy. Got a wonderful tan in an incubator. Made friends with plastic tubing, needles and tape. All of which I have zero recollection. I've been well watered and fertilized over the years, and grown quite ripe. Plastic tubing, needles and tape are catalysts for flashbacks without the buzz. Enjoy!
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19 comments:
You have arrived back with much aplomb Pat...minus the dirt and sweat I hope LOL. As usual your imagery is excellent - another job well done!
sleep tight
hang loose :)
sounds like a job well done.
so is this poem!
sounds like a job well done. Sleep and dream.
You always write so lovely!
Good to see you back!
It always feels good to complete something. Your reward: all the beers you cann drink between now and Sunday pm.
you've captured what it feels like to put yourself into a job and complete it with satisfaction. Nicely done Pat. Glad you are home. Hope you were able to sleep in... such a sinful luxury. You deserve it.
That not really small, that's it for me, big, what I look for everyday: a satisfying activity and a well deserved rest. I like the light tone of your poem.
nothing like resting after a hard day of work. :)
Love that first line, Pat.
Vibrant images.
(I noticed long before now you're profession in your profile.)
Glad to see you back with a bang!
Hope you slept tight!
Just a guess, you must of been down on the Gulf Coast or in NOLA working in that heat and humidity.
Crossing Canaan, tumbling the walls of Jericho, nice lines. Enjoy a cool one.
back with a shout :)
oh and thanks for the comment !
good job, this poem! :)
A great Saturday morning chant!
as long as the job is done and you are happy:) NINA.
getting my 'puter back soon
Sounds like hard work to me.
Now that the job is done
let's have a glass of wine!
this made my day. truly inspirational yet not over-reaching. small triumphs should be appreciated much more than the big ones, for they are the building blocks for it. thank you for sharing. as usual, exquisite imagery and flow.
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