Thursday, December 30, 2010


she stands in the snow
above the stones, words and dead flowers
and the sighs of uprooted plants
beneath the space of despairing love
below the rough rocky mountains
discovering herslf in pure solitude
unable to see the horses that have vanished
surrendering to the cold realms of winter
bleeding to death without summer fragrance
unable to shiver in its silence

this is her dwelling this is her place
the mother of stone and metal
where the blowing greeting of the wind
flows from her welded rusty eyes
over the bare weeping willow branches
climbing up the snow covered stairs
towards the temple of the frozen Buddha
and treasure of hidden shepherd poets
polishing her soul for one last poem
from a list of snow covered words


Julie Jordan Scott said...

What an awesome work of art - both the snow lady herself and your words to describe her.


My poem for today.

Anonymous said...

Wayne, so glad you stopped by my blog so that I could discover yours. Wonderful photos and the poem recreates what we are experiencing here in the Sierras. Hope to read more of your work soon. Whoa, I just saw the art work is yours also. Amazing!

Anonymous said...

delighted by all the textures in this one!

Anonymous said...

There is a sense of this as a dead woman poem and I like it a lot. Like the contrast in seasons and textures as well as temperature. Love the sculpture as well. Thanks for visiting my site and hope your New Year brings whatever you anticipate,


Tess Kincaid said...

You had me at willow.

Warm and woolly wishes for 2011m Wayne! xx

Tess Kincaid said...

...disregard that random "m" :)

Anonymous said...

I love the idea of the snow lady "discovering herself in pure solitude". Wonderful images, and wonderful sculpture!

flaubert said...

Love the images here Wayne.
A very happy New Year and again congrats on your beautiful granddaughter.

Kim Nelson said...

Ah... I want to meet her... or maybe sheis me?!

Anonymous said...

I love this... especially the last line! Thanks for the pic, too. Happy New Year!

Laurie Kolp

Anonymous said...

Marvellous sculpture! Congratulations on your new granddaughter.

Happy New Year!

Erin Davis said...

Wonderful sculpture and poem. I loved it all, but here are my favorite lines: where the blowing greeting of the wind
flows from her welded rusty eyes

It's nice to visit your blog again. I've been away for a while. :0)

musemother said...

great poems Wayne
thanks for stopping by my blog
ps love your acrylic canola field

Sabi Sunshine said...

Hello Dear,
Hello Dear

Wish You a very very Happy New Year! May God fulfil all your dreams. God Bless You!

Sabi SUnshine

Jade said...

Love this wintry poem. The idea of endurance stands out to me when I read it.

Happy New Year!

TechnoBabe said...

The sculpture is awesome. The snow lady stands strong and proud in winter and summer. The strength is something to aspire to in real life.

Jill Zaheer said...

What a beautiful poem- love the words of "polishing her soul". Your poetry and collaborative artwork are wonderful. Best for a wonderful and creative new year!