Energetic – Word of the Day


The creek line along the outer wall of King’s Canyon.

Elegy For Mother

I stopped on the rise
where the trail opens to a valley,
and sat for a while admiring your view.
I took off my shoes and savoured your sand,
ran my hands down your powdery skin,
stretched my arms out in praise,
breathing you in,
taking you in memory,
sacred memory.
Purified in your creeks,
fuelled by your self-offering,
I reflect this on your paper,
in my electronica chic,
mineral products so smooth.
All that you are is
all that I am,
and all that I have.
Yet, though I valliantly try,
I have left you
like a football I once kicked,
burst and rent.
Kyoto a faded vow,
my lust has consumed you
your energy spent
feeding mine.
And more than admiration,
or the faithlessness of plattitudes,
Sacred Mother,
you need a hand.

©Paul Cannon





Filed under bush walking, Elegy, environment, Forest, life, mindfulness, nature, poetry, Spirituality

63 responses to “Elegy

  1. The photo – great color and shade. Great write.

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  2. Beautiful !! Both photo and the post.

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  3. Reblogged this on Megha's World and commented:
    Come read this beautiful elegy for our dear mother earth from my beloved friend and poet Paul Cannon

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  4. Thank you for sharing this place. I am touched by both words and image.

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  5. Words we need to share – I have reblogged this, Paul – thank you.

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  6. wow wow and wow!
    Your best photo ever by far … the light and shade, the texture and dramatic colours!
    Your poem so seductive, direct, necessary .. so powerful and meaningful … love it all!
    Ten gold stars 🙂

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  7. Beautiful poem and picture!

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  8. Suzanne

    This is wonderful. I haven’t been to King’s Canyon (yet anyway) but your photo made me feel like I was walking those sands. Immediately on reading your poem and looking at the photo I felt the urge to get up and go there. The desert of Australia has such a strong pull on the psyche of those of us who dwell on the coast.
    I agree totally – Mother Earth is calling to us – now her cries are louder than ever.

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  9. This is so heartfelt and three reblogs say what I perhaps may not be able to say. Bravo!

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  10. What a beautiful photo and important poem combo!
    I try to give Mother Earth a hand every day.
    I’m glad Kate sent us over here to read.
    Carolyn 🙂

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  11. A beautiful part of Australia.

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  12. lync56

    Wow I love this poem
    Very evocative and powerful

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  13. Reblogged this on Go Dog Go Café and commented:
    Megha’s Pay It Forward Pick of the Week

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  14. Super post Paul! It is such a shame that we savage Mother Earth! Bravo!!!

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  15. Reblogged this on The Reluctant Poet and commented:
    Don’t Miss this poem about the one we need to love the most – ELEGY

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  16. Beautiful photo that goes with the lovely elegy for mother earth.

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  17. Great stuff, Paul. I thought of this Poetry of the Sacred Prize (re Thomas Merton) when I read it. I think it’s too late this year but you might browse and save the link. Gary https://centerforinterfaithrelations.org/poetry/

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  18. Very gentle, yet moving statement of an urgent and overwhelming problem. You make the problem seem manageable again. Of course, that is necessary to doing anything about it.

    Thanks for sharing that.

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  19. This is a powerful photo. It is almost something magical to it. Thank you for sharing!


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