You are the mountain mist swirling
as my hand sweeps into a slow block.
You are the cushion of earth and moss
which catches the ball of my foot
after a jumping kick at an imaginary foe.
You are sweat, rolling off my face
after a series of lunging punches.
Then you are the still air
as I come to a final knowing stance
where this body disappears into you.
— by Sabio Lantz, 11/13/14
Prompt: Victoria Slotto, at d’Verse Poets, challenges us “to use something related to an art technique as a metaphor to deliver your message”. Victoria gave examples of poems by RMP and herself using painting as the art technique. I have used the form [kata] of a martial art as my metaphor – a kinesthetic art form. I have practiced katas in many situations — morning mountain ridges, being some of the most memorable. Last night, I was with a group trapping owls for banding and tracking. I went off in the woods along during this time and enjoyed the cold mists and the absorption and remembered my katas.
Doodle: Unfortunately I do not paint or sculpt. I play music and doodle. I drew this doodle today to accompany my poem. Both the poem and the doodle try to capture the same meta-thought (that which came before both — without form).