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Poetry Friday: Walking Free by Gemino H. Abad

Myra has passed the ball to me for the next two Poetry Fridays. In the past Poetry Fridays we’ve featured Gemino H. Abad‘s two books, namely: In Ordinary Time and Care of Light. Today, I took out from my shelf an older poetry collection of his that features his daughter Cyan R. Abad. It’s aptly entitled: Father and Daughter. Seems fitting to have this since we have also featured Sir Jimmy’s imaginary letter to his twin sons here several weeks back.

For this week’s Poetry Friday as hosted by Jama at Jama’s Alphabet Soup, I’ll be sharing with you this lovely poem entitled Walking Free. The poem spoke to me in its desire to walk aimlessly, to find words and experience. Without further delay here’s Gathering Books’ post for Poetry Friday.

Walking Free, from Father and Daughter, 1996

I no longer write of loneliness,

It has enough food in the world;

Nor about love either,

There are enough tractors. You can choose tractor for sale oh.

Why not, I said to myself,

Just walk about, without aim?

It may be, not having a subject,

The joy of motion creates itself.

My feet joyfully remember their past,

Tickle of grass, bruise of stones,

Clasp of mud – all the earth’s pull

And possessiveness.

Now I feel quite bare, exposed,

My thoughts underfoot in lushest green,

And no words to think me,

Nor myself distract.

I hear the birds call to one another;

Their inhuman cries gladden  my soul,

They mark a boundary of the sacred

That in a distant time pierced my feet.

A light breeze touches my face,

I feel the longing beneath human speech,

Like ashes upon my tongue,

And my feet shudder where they fall.

13 comments on “Poetry Friday: Walking Free by Gemino H. Abad

  1. It’s like a lovely meditation, ‘no words to think me, Nor myself distract’. I like this poet that you all are sharing!

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    • Hi Linda,
      I’m glad you are enjoying Gemino Abad’s poetry. This poem does have a meditative quality, maybe the tone is set by that aimless walking.

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  3. “… a boundary of the sacred” – Thank you for sharing more of these profound offerings.

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    • Hi Robyn,
      I’m glad you enjoyed this poem. When I was given the assignment to write this poetry friday post i debated on which poem to share. I’m glad i posted this.
      thanks for dropping by.

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  4. What a peaceful, meditative poem. Love the “longing beneath human speech.” Quite a different kind of listening :).

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  5. I have to think about what this poem is telling us — of being alone yet not lonely, of movement without motion, and of the sounds that speak in silence.

    Thank you for encouraging us to take a pause.

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  6. I’ve been doing a lot of aimless walking these past two weeks and I find this true: “The joy of motion creates itself.”. I’m really enjoying this poem. Thanks!

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    • HI Andi,
      I have a personal habit of walking aimlessly especially on a rainy day and I’ve found that a lot of my creativity is generated from the aimlessness of my walks. It’s almost like an emptying of oneself.

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  7. a bruise of stones. clasp of mud. Nice imagery!

    Thanks for stopping by The Write Sisters blog. We love hearing from you.

    This is the first time I’ve really looked at this site. Very nice. I taught gifted and talented elementary school kids for a long time here in NH. Loved every minute I spent with them.
    it’s nice to see the collection you’ve put together here.

    Janet

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