Poem#8 – Revelations at Junaluska

Today’s prompt comes from Nikki Magennis.

“What I would like you to consider is lifelines – what we rely on when we’re incapacitated. What we use to comfort ourselves, to connect ourselves to the outside world. What do you hope will save you?”


Revelations at Junaluska


I want to sink beneath

the flannel and down with

Sanchez and Cisneros

an audience of embers

and only the distant memory

that there are six billion other people

in this world


Electric air reminds me of you

but can I afford such memories?

Two hundred miles may as well be

two million

when the snow capped mountains outside

resemble our last conversation


Three-thirty a.m. and its still snowing.

I have come here to search for answers

because that is what men do

travel aeons into the wilderness

return to civilization weeks later

more confused than ever before

or even worse

with the wrong answers

like Moses


I would make a pilgrimage to

your Mecca     place my faith

in your Quran

if I thought God to be any less

than who she really is


but here,

on this day without a shrine,

electricity or phone


there is only the hiss and spark

of the fire

a pen and blank page

and all the promise

of a new beginning



~ by Jacque on April 9, 2011.

One Response to “Poem#8 – Revelations at Junaluska”

  1. Stopped in to let you know that your poem was published today on my site. Thanks again for allowing me to share it! Peace.

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