Thor, the Norse God of Thunder, had a hammer named Mjölnir. Mjölnir was considered a fierce weapon that could level mountains and summon lightning with every blow. In this poetry blog, every Thursday, (Thor’s Day), Mjölnir will forge only song - sing of the mysteries and beauties of the world.

Thursday, July 3, 2025

THE PALETTE*

To make a landscape...
borrow from earth
sea and sky.
Mingle these elements, 
pour them like paint
from a painter's
palette. Give the terrain
a contour that suggests
the longing and desire
of human bodies.
Add in the wind's song,
her aria, and the fire
of the sun and the shadow
it casts. Now, lie down
in the soul of this soil.
In the possibility of its path. 
In its vast horizon and the thresholds
of what's there to claim or reclaim.
Then pray! Bless the topograpghy
with the water of your tears.
With the joy of your open
and undefended heart.

*inspired by the artwork of Leslie Rein

1 comment:

  1. Beautifully painted poem Robert, smooth and silky, sensuous and solid, flow and foundation. Been too long!

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