Jade Fist, Mountain Peaks

Emerald sky hinges on the distant edge,
days filled with vigorous hoeing, idle sitting.

Half tame tigers take food from my bare hands,
and yet, the mountains are still mountains.


A dragons laugh, a tigers roar.
Eight fractures ripple through the clouds.

The Jade Fist climbs into the empty sky,
peach blossoms wait, and wait.


First picture found here: http://www.answers.com/topic/aerial-perspective

Second picture found here: http://www.chinese-painting-mall.com/joint5.htm


About skyraftwanderer

A person who enjoys writing short story things, poetry and other random things that come into my head.
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22 Responses to Jade Fist, Mountain Peaks

  1. simonhlilly says:

    Nice clarity, nice space. The names in a landscape, we often forget, are more than signifiers of place. Writing this from the cottage beside the watercress spring, near to valley wood lake, over the hill from the monastery that overlooks the Snake Light River……

  2. brian miller says:

    nice…you have a bit of magic here…starting with feeding the tigers…tame or otherwise that would be intense…yet still the mountains are mountains…love that…it is grounding..the sky or clouds breaking up and the fist….really cool piece…

  3. poemblaze says:

    Lovely little gems.

  4. Wonderful and vivid. A very enjoyable read!

  5. Alex Dissing says:

    “and yet, the mountains are still mountains.” … I was born & raised with the mountains in my backyard. Thank you for the peaceful images.

  6. kelly says:

    I love every line of this, musical and magical.

  7. ayala says:

    Magical and lovely!

  8. Gay says:

    The maximum conveyed in minimal forms. They engage the imagination and create private realms in which to ruminate, walk about, and respond. I’m in a house in Texas and would love to be writing from England and feel the leisure to do so there rather than rush to see and hear and feel everything as I do when I visit. Each place is one of beauty if we only stop to see beyond our comfort. Well written.

  9. ihatepoetry says:

    I love all the space around this – it is expansive in the collection of images. Well done.

  10. kolembo says:

    The first stanza soars…the last has me sucking for oxygen…

  11. 1emeraldcity says:

    This is a little jewel…love the imagry of the tiger, the dragon…and the mountains that will always be mountains…the waiting flowers… lovely!

  12. I like the view of the emerald sky and mountain ~ The waiting of the peach blossoms ~ Lovely share ~

  13. chris says:

    Gorgeous piece. I’m in love with these images. Days hoeing, feeding half-tame tigers, and yet the mountains are still mountains…

  14. Laurie Kolp says:

    All is lovely, but I especially like:

    The Jade Fist climbs into the empty sky,
    peach blossoms wait, and wait.

  15. ManicDdaily says:

    lovely – I love the waiting peach blossoms and more. k.

  16. Always enjoy my visits here…just lovely!

  17. Old Ollie says:

    yes – really enjoy this style. shared…

  18. C Rose says:

    there is a defined space with still a strong sense of fluidity…lovely writing ~ Rose

  19. claudia says:

    love the half tame tigers and the…peach blossoms that wait, and wait…sets the mood perfectly

  20. janehewey says:

    a magical concoction of words. lovely. ~jane

  21. Chazinator says:

    It’s been a while since I visited, and I am so glad I did. Your poems here, always capture that chi of the object; in your work there is the spirit of the thing, in movement, but also that mystery, perhaps of what can never be captured by words but still there.

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