Poem #47 from a series of poems drawn from the imagination and collected as: a Bachelard reverie.
Back to Bachelard and me – Introduction
between two words
that rhyme
lies the metaphor
like the magpie
and its song
like a round of firewood
and the blade
of my axe
there
the image
unfolds
in its personal melody
the ballad moves me
to the high country
when I close
my eyes
I sing the mountains
blue
the valleys
my story
so tell it
like a tale
in a song revealed
by the in-between place
and time
of two words
that rhyme
© Frank Prem 2017
Bachelard and me Poem #48: between two words (2)
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