RETRIEVED LINES

I started writing poetry as soon as I learned to write. Most of it was pretty sappy, verbose, and even silly, but it was noticed by my teachers and encouraged. Of the poems I wrote before I was 40, only a few have been preserved, because I thought I had made contact with the essence of an idea, and had been able to express it on paper. Perhaps these will have meaning for you as well. These three were written between my 16th and 22nd year.

————————————————————

TWO ROSES (1955)

Two roses, blood red,

Soft as a baby’s eyelid–

I found them late

In a grey November twilight.

I had struck a swift pace,

Bundled against the cold,

But there I stopped, transfixed.

Two roses,

Perhaps the latest to bloom:

Braver than the young Spring blooms,

Of subtler, more mature perfume, and each alone

In a grey November twilight,

On opposite sides of the bush.

————————————————————

METAMORPHOSIS (1955)

Trees writhing out of their old clothes,

stripped down to leotards

for their passive ballet

of Winter.

Straightway,

they stalk through the drifts, as in a nightmare,

bearing their parcels of mistletoe to no one in particular,

going nowhere,

Finally they are still,

in a trance-like sleep of desperation,

until the winds turn warm,

and Nature’s great heart gently pulses

life

through all her veins.

————————————————————

UNTITLED (1960)

It has happened.

Out of the vast cosmic stream of possibilities,

this one event has been borne along

to the moment of becoming.

It has been reality in potential

since it began to form among the myriad of thoughts.

Called into being by our desire,

it was shaped by every small act and omission.

By our love and our need

we brought it through, and now it has happened,

and a thousand doubts could not prevail

against its coming.

__________________________________

More to come……………

Advertisements

Author: b4i4get

I am a 68-yo retired Physical Therapist Asst. living in Texas. Currently I have ~5 dozen webpages, including 3 homepages, an e-novel, and 1 blog. I love cats, writing, and thinking about the big questions. I am also a singer-songwriter, though no one has heard of me--yet.

Leave a Comment

Fill in your details below or click an icon to log in:

WordPress.com Logo

You are commenting using your WordPress.com account. Log Out / Change )

Twitter picture

You are commenting using your Twitter account. Log Out / Change )

Facebook photo

You are commenting using your Facebook account. Log Out / Change )

Google+ photo

You are commenting using your Google+ account. Log Out / Change )

Connecting to %s