hill rolls under concrete,
skyscrapers, shops, trains,
all that seems forever
as I climb toward my hotel
all that seems forever
bends to the hill, rather
than the hill bending to it
even as the hill shifts its edges,
shakes out its cramped spine
at will so that all that seems
builds its forever in peril.
yet, it does not crumble
nor voice shame, perhaps
learning wisdom in the bends,
honor in the shifts, odd jiggles
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My husband challenged me to choose a ‘poetic’ New Year’s resolution. So here it is – adding a voice recording to my poetry posts. I chose this for two reasons. First, it terrifies me. Second, it is an excellent reminder to test my poems with my voice before being satisfied with the paper version. Eek.
Poems from in between 
4 responses to “All that seems forever”
Well done, and kudos to your husband for his suggestion. Your decision to include audio adds emotion to the poem.
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Thanks for the support! One new lesson at a time.
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You can’t see me jumping up and down… This audio is so cool and so well and bravely done.
As for the poem, it made me think of the hills I was always dragging my kids up, when we were in Europe (castles or monasteries at the top!). The ancient in and under the landscape, visible and imagined, and the beauty of it all.
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Thanks! So glad you liked both. I can already tell the recording thing will change my poetry a lot. We will see! Life is full of change …
The image of dragging your kids up this hills made me laugh because it brought back long, hot, irritating memories. It is a testament to you that you could find the beauty underlying all that!
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