Tuesday, June 14, 2011

Firebird Suite


The shadows of blades
for feathers, a bird
swoops with blue thunder,
borne on a wind of violence;
accelerates,
surrounds,
captures,
fills,
transforms;
born into a fire of violence,
then separates
into burning tongues;
speaks.


This poem is submitted to One Shot Wednesday hosted by One Stop Poetry. To see more submitted poems, please visit the site. The links will be live at 4 p.m. Central time today.

Photograph: Fire by Jaroslav Pavlov via Public Domain Pictures. Used with permission.
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18 comments:

  1. MaureenJune 14, 2011 at 3:46 PM

    Wonderful story for a poem. Lines 5-9 seem to evoke the musical composition's five movements.

    I don't know how many times I've listened to Stravinsky's wonderful "Firebird" and seen the ballet; both are favorites.

    The Pittsburgh Symphony site has a brief but lovely presentation of the story in music + animation, plus some extra extracts of combined tracks.
    http://www.pittsburghsymphony.org/firebird/story/s1.html

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  2. Pat HattJune 14, 2011 at 4:21 PM

    Wow you created great imagery with each line, exploding the fire into the readers mind, nice.

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  3. UnknownJune 14, 2011 at 4:28 PM

    a grand image you've created.. very much enjoyed!

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  4. Brian MillerJune 14, 2011 at 4:37 PM

    that all may hear the true story behind it...very nice imagery glynn...

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  5. brenda wJune 14, 2011 at 5:17 PM

    I love the idea of speaking tongues coming from the images you paint. Dark, interesting, and powerful.

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  6. LauraJune 14, 2011 at 5:28 PM

    beautiful flow Glynn...as graceful as a dancing flame.

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  7. BeachannyJune 14, 2011 at 6:36 PM

    Almost nothing skates like Firebird Suite. My son used excerpts for his Novice program. I've cut many versions and seen it skated many more. But your poem brings the fire I wish the skaters could speak with their blades. Thanks. Gay

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  8. ayalaJune 14, 2011 at 6:52 PM

    Beautiful flow,Glynn!

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  9. CMJune 14, 2011 at 7:05 PM

    Such a visual poem. Very intriguing.

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  10. AnonymousJune 14, 2011 at 7:59 PM

    i see the bird flying over on the left
    wings of fire

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  11. Maude LynnJune 14, 2011 at 8:40 PM

    Beautiful imagery and a great sense of rushing movement.

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  12. Ann GrenierJune 14, 2011 at 9:08 PM

    Such expression of power. Wonderful imagery, Glynn.

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  13. Apryl GonzalesJune 14, 2011 at 9:38 PM

    What a beautiful pairing of art and faith, and the beauty beneath speaking truth. Wonderful Write :)

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  14. S. EtoleJune 14, 2011 at 9:40 PM

    it reminds me of Pentecost in a sense ...

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  15. ConnieJune 14, 2011 at 10:46 PM

    And this--"then separates
    into burning tongues;
    speaks."...wondrous...and image perfect with Pavlov's photo.

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  16. John (@bookdreamer)June 15, 2011 at 3:20 AM

    a verbal engagement with the music

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  17. signed...bkmJune 15, 2011 at 1:57 PM

    Oh Wonderful Glynn, I love the tongues that burn to speak....great image of the need to express....bkm

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  18. Joseph HeschJune 15, 2011 at 6:14 PM

    Love the language, Glynn. The "borne/born" connection and the blue thunder/tongues of fire images have hooked me into this piece. Terrific.

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