by Jim Ross
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July 9, 2006

Bloodwork

October 28, 2007 03:25 PM EDT
views: 50 | rating: 10/10 (12 votes) | comments: 31
Hot stones catechize my heart
Only to collide and grind
To sand

 

Rough motes on a stormy day
Allowed past fabric sentries
To live

 

Sprinkled as cops breaking feuds
Of clots to cheer gravid seeds
To sprout

 

Or as stretches of red beach
Drawn in glowing crucibles
To glass . . .

 

My hand lifts crafted crystal
To sip from its wine-cool lip--
To glow

 

Copyright 2007 Jim Ross

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Comments: 31

Mary McCartt Oct 28, 2007, 5:28pm EDT
This is a wonder for the senses. I can feel the glass and taste the wine, watch the ocean grind the sand. Love it.
Larry H. Oct 28, 2007, 5:57pm EDT
Thanks for sharing your poem
Jim Ross Oct 28, 2007, 7:33pm EDT
Thanks for the smile and the compliment, Mary.

My pleasure, Larry.
Shaunee C. Oct 28, 2007, 7:56pm EDT
Very nice poem
Jim Ross Oct 28, 2007, 8:14pm EDT
Thank you, Shaunee.
Priscilla P. Oct 28, 2007, 9:52pm EDT
A lot of unusal images and words we don't normally see
Tom C. Oct 28, 2007, 10:25pm EDT
Jim - lots going on here. I'm afraid I can't grasp your meaning in these crafted lines, but I do love the imagery, especially stanza 4, which brings to mind a blood test slide ready for microscopic inspection. How this relates to wine - blood of christ? - I can't say. Enjoyed puzzling over it. I have sort of missed reading your work of late - am subscribing so I won't have to remember to come see what's new.
Jim Ross Oct 29, 2007, 12:26am EDT
Hi, Priscilla. Hopefully, those "unusual images" led you to the notion of nourishment for the body and mind. Thank you for your nice comment.

Hi, Tom--Yes, there are lots of things "going on here". Thank you for your take on the poem. I appreciate you taking the time to puzzle over it; that is a wonderful compliment, and very gratifying. The poem merely attempts to poeticize the cycle of nourishment--both for the body and the mind--as given us by the world at large. The poem uses sand, silicon if you will, one of the elements we receive and need in trace amounts, to illustrate our dependencies; and then, how an energetic mind might conceive and pay homage to this cycle. I am honored that you subscribe to my work; thank you again.
Bhawana 'Gather Proud Mom' Oct 29, 2007, 12:07pm EDT
I love your poems...
Jim Ross Oct 29, 2007, 2:05pm EDT
Thank you, Bhawana. I appreciate the smile.
Matthew B. Oct 29, 2007, 2:45pm EDT
I love the flow of the poem's end. I'm saying it over and over again in my head
Jim Ross Oct 29, 2007, 3:17pm EDT
Thank you for the compliment, Matthew. I'm glad the poem left a favorable impression.
Barbary Chaapel Oct 30, 2007, 1:37am EDT
Sand, glass, blood red wine - Yes, there are many images
to consider and like in your poem, Jim.
Jim Ross Oct 30, 2007, 9:51am EDT
Thank you, Barbary.
Coffee Lady Oct 30, 2007, 12:08pm EDT
Wow! I feel the hot pounding pulsing circle flow.... Wheeew! And to know that this is what keeps us going... every day, every minute.
Jim, thank you for this VERY strong poetic view of what's going on; and here I thought it was just a good brew of caffine!

Your friend,
CoffeeLady
Jim Ross Oct 30, 2007, 12:29pm EDT
We're pretty dynamic at that, CoffeeLady, accepting, releasing--sometimes even humble about the events on a personal level and as it relates to the universe. Thank you for that insightful read. You've made me smile.
Otelia S. Oct 30, 2007, 1:34pm EDT
Wonderful Flow of Poetry.
Jim Ross Oct 30, 2007, 1:43pm EDT
Thank you, Otelia.
d g. Oct 31, 2007, 1:06pm EDT
I thought that this was nourishlingly SPOOKY!!!
Jim Ross Nov 1, 2007, 1:49am EDT
It comes of a halloween night, d m.. BOO!
Jim Ross Nov 1, 2007, 11:35am EDT
Thank you, Amy. I'm glad you found the poem.
Charlotte Babb Maven-Fairy Godmother Nov 1, 2007, 1:49pm EDT
All the images of movement and change, taking in and transmuting. Very nice. Thanks for sharing.
Jim Ross Nov 1, 2007, 2:01pm EDT
My pleasure, Charlotte. I'm glad you enjoyed the poem. Thank you for a wonderful compliment.
Virginia M. Nov 1, 2007, 7:32pm EDT
Always a pleasure to read your work, Jim!
Pat M. Nov 2, 2007, 12:00am EDT
As Virginia says, I always find enjoyment in your words.
Interesting imagery in stanza 3 this time "...Sprinkled as cops breaking feuds | Of clots to cheer gravid seeds..."
Well done.
Jim Ross Nov 2, 2007, 1:05am EDT
Thank you, Virginia. That's nice to hear.

Thank you for the compliment, Pat. I'm glad you liked the stanza about the sand loosening the soil so that seeds may root and grow! I appreciate your citing it.
Michael M. Nov 4, 2007, 11:20am EST
Thanks Jim, your poetry is an interesting read. Still digesting it.
Jim Ross Nov 4, 2007, 11:56am EST
I appreciate that, Michael. Thank you for the effort. When I review Bloodwork I question where the line between deep metaphor and riddle lies?
David P. Nov 6, 2007, 12:00pm EST
Jim, your poetry stirs the blood, consistently. Never let it be said that medicine and poetry can't get along. With you as moderator and artist, I think anything in the human experience, yea even in all 'tarnation' could be heightened to verse and excite heart and mind.
Jim Ross Nov 6, 2007, 5:50pm EST
Wow! Thank you, David. Now if I can just keep the logic intact . . . ;-)

It's great to see your words grace a poem of mine, again. Missed you.

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